Times Like This Video (MV)

Times like this you need somebody
Tellin' you the truth
Uh

Oh, what a feelin' tryna count up twenty million in the villa on the island
With some bitches while they wildin'
We throw twitches on them glitches, when they fftt, moment of silence
Niggas hungry, we the richest, only trenches, resort to violence (Othello on the-)
We gotta scorch them if they try us
Flame niggas, yeah, I rap, but I'm a shooter too, like Dame Lillard
I seen money change niggas like four quarters in the fourth quarter
I ain't changed, what am I? Faught harder, had went Jordan
Court charges couldn't even slow me down, I got book smarter
Now the planes private like the Finsta when we book charter
Look harder, you will see the clarity in the stones
I'm back outside, whackin' killers, doin' charity when I'm home
Had to check to see if they miss me, thought they ass happy I was gone
Playin' shiesty with these bitches, I know exactly what they on
Gave my dawg life, I'm wishin' I could grab 'em through the phone
Because I'm knowin' how he feel back when they had me there alone
I'm on the chop' with me and Rubin, and I'm exactly where I belong
Came up trappin' off the phone, these niggas weren't happy I was home
You ever make a bad decision? Niggas happy that you wrong?
I used to pray for times like this, you can't even imagine what I be on, nigga

Times like this you need somebody (tell 'em)
Tellin' you the truth

I wish I could've talked to B before he made his move
I wonder if he talked to me, he would've played it cool
I taught you how to respect the game, how you break the rules?
You really broke so many hearts, I barely could be in the dark
'Cause I see ghosts in the room, you ever feel the feelin', ooh
When you lose your dawg and then your heart feel like it endin' too
This right at the park, whenever I talk, feel like an interlude
They ask me when I drop, I don't wanna do no interviews
I don't wanna talk rap shit, my dawg in a casket
And the ones I call day ones ain't, all really tapped in
And the hoes I thought A1, they ain't really that lit
'Cause the bros that had got their cake up, already had it
I already had it, I forgot I did
Doin' everything for everyone, almost forgot to live
Tryna keep it humble around a hater, I almost forgot I'm big
Now I don't give a f*ck who go against me now, I got them Ms
War

I had to put my life on the line for this shit
Tell me about it
If you ain't in it with me, don't try and spin it with me
'Cause you know how I get, I go a thousand nights about them millions
On God
These niggas talkin' 'bout practice

Times like this you need somebody
Tellin' you the truth