Role Model Video (MV)

Don't let a rapper be your role model
Control verses drunken master drink a whole bottle
Crab emojis mad mechanical orgies
Connect four from his-story can't afford my inventory
Mad cow matador mandatory double-take
Looking at her man made me call him "what's-his-face,"
Up until eight never park on the move like ADIDAS shoes
All day and... I'm dreaming too
One-hundred and fifty proof like we needed all the prints right
Lifted on that late night listen like ads from Enzyte
We move to the groove eyes tuned to the tube
Blotter tuned me to a father turned a two to the ten type
Forensics on this pen's hype... we killed this shit
I ain't rapping for practice but never missing the feeling
It's less about what could happen we just making appearances
So know when we on the front page we been here in this
And when you're hearing this I'm probably chillin' in Santa Monica
Sippin' a bottle, fixed like a fossil
Know I got jokes but I boast of Minne-apples and Jewish Roman apostles
So I represent the manuscript share it like the gospel
I boast of Minne-apples and Jewish Roman apostles
I represent the manuscript share it like the gospel
You have my f*ckin' word
I won't address you in my songs though
I charge a fee for the feature
You need to slide an envelope for me to paint a Mona Lisa
And know just 'cause we close don't mean it's cheaper
Gotta eat first, hustling since middle-school with beepers
That's just black and white for receivers
I leave it to Bieber
What's a grey-zone
Don't take a strong arm for me to leave here
Money wifey bring her thrones where she belongs
And bring her home for moms to meet her
More stars than Quantico through the receivers aye
I ain't forgetting my past
Ya'll must be all on them Xanxs
All in the trap
And was balling up bands
Lowry a rap
In the palm of my hands
F*ck was you saying
I get that super I'm Saiyen
We call it that Cam (KILLA) aye
Her head Bob
I'm the builder
Explore her like Dora
I'm packing that Milla
Meters collecting the ticket
You revving in park
I'm perfecting precision
I want V12 for the engines
F*ck an XL
I want three of them bitches
I turn you Jimmy the cripple
S-studdering simple shit
Style a rental get
Live no Kimmel
Statement no side of a memo
We taking 'em out
Just to call out they m.o.
Aye, aye, talk of the town
Put it all up, when I'm coming around
Holding my soul in the brim of my crown
Platinum and gold, with that gentlemen sound
Went to the west where my sentiments found
Twin Cities like a Tenement town
Out on the street wit da smokers
Hollywood with the joker
Feeling identical now
Covered in green
Voice undercutting that coke
I put in effort, you'll see the results
Product the statement
No bragging to boast
You want it then gotta go get it
I get it to got it
I gotta go hard for the limits
I'm calling the critics
Free dope, raw crack, smelling weed smoke
I got it on raps
What you expect, I fill in the gaps
You wonder why summer been hotter
While I put it out on the map
Stating the facts to be exact
My capital be the climate change
F*ck trump, and Roger Stone
Get it regulated like Willy Taft
Turn pandamon-out a happy home
Turn a pantomime to a paragraph
Don't hate results, go and make the math
Gender-fluid homies, make it shake and dab
I rap for freedom, like I signed a prenup
West coast calling me for some years
Yo I made it... I'm finally here
Love in control, no design of a fear
What you expected
I told you what was destined
I wrote, recite, and repped it
In essence I am the product
Of Nas' album The Message
So check it, I'm Uzi Vert
In my circles presence
No preference ever intercepted
Still the trailer trap
That's a confession
How did we stretch it
Benzocaine investment
Let's just say they can't wait to test it
I had no choice but to do it
I had no choice but to do it
I had no choice but to do it aye
Still I boast of Minne-apples and Jewish Roman apostles
Said I boast of Minne-apples and Jewish Roman apostles
Represent the manuscript share it like the gospel
Share it like the gospel aye