Freaking Out (feat. 801 Sage) Video (MV)

Yo Yvng Xxxan, you wanna come out here
801
Aye
So many questions on my mind, I think I'm freaking out
I'm running out of time again, I think I'm freaking out
Who's the one who dropped the dime? I think I'm freaking out
This shit it happens all the time, I think I'm freaking out
So many questions on my mind, I think I'm freaking out
I'm running out of time again, I think I'm freaking out
Who's the one who dropped the dime? I think I'm freaking out
This shit it happens all the time, I think I'm freaking out
Gotta watch my back, attack is coming: cardiac
Can't sip no act', in fact the sack is where the panics at
Xanax pack I snapped again, yo where's the ladies at?
I need a bitch to calm my mind, a social panic snack
Codeine in my liver, taking percies for the dinner
Forgive me God a sinner, hope I'm living through the winter
I wanna be a winner but I don't know how to get a
F*cking break, I hate the way the state it keeps me in a
Constant struggle I don't wanna keep up in this race
I f*cking hate this place, my fate is set up by the state
They rape the earth and laugh and throw it in our f*cking face
It's their hate they claim that "it'll make this country great"
They don't got time for no confessions, it's a drama system
Beverly Hills is the mission, the truth will never f*cking hit em
Nobody ever listens, I feel crazy did I mention
My question for you all is: when will we all come together?
So many questions on my mind, I think I'm freaking out
I'm running out of time again, I think I'm freaking out
Who's the one who dropped the dime? I think I'm freaking out
This shit it happens all the time, I think I'm freaking out
So many questions on my mind, I think I'm freaking out
I'm running out of time again, I think I'm freaking out
Who's the one who dropped the dime? I think I'm freaking out
This shit it happens all the time, I think I'm freaking out
I see it every day: a walking contradiction
Now I'm battling addiction, gave life to the premonitions
I didn't listen, can't form a definition to my own afflictions
With addictions I'm spitting, now listen this is what you're missing
Could've had your own car
But you messed with them xanny bars
Now I bet you feel like the worlds falling
On your own shoulders you ain't got none
Mom called, I ain't called back
Too busy rolling up a sack
Too busy tryna find a rack
Hold up, wait a minute, where my papers at?
Little bit of this, and a little bit of that
Sold a little bit of crack to maintain my habits
Chillin on the couch doing nothing, that's where my vibe is at
Don't hit me up for no f*ck shit, I ain't got time for that
Don't hit me up for the function, I cannot vibe with that
I like driving fast and stewing in my oppression
Ain't never learned a lesson, never had a good impression
Left on me by my own brethren
Never needed reverends to give me hope in times of depression
Yo just pass the cigarette
Just pass the cigarette
Just pass the cigarette
Aye just pass the cigarette
Damn I need a stogie
So many questions on my mind, I think I'm freaking out
I'm running out of time again, I think I'm freaking out
Who's the one who dropped the dime? I think I'm freaking out
This shit it happens all the time, I think I'm freaking out
So many questions on my mind, I think I'm freaking out
I'm running out of time again, I think I'm freaking out
Who's the one who dropped the dime? I think I'm freaking out
This shit it happens all the time, I think I'm freaking out