Two Broke Kings Video (MV)

Said I need to slow it down, so I reeled it in
Big boy big dreams came from the bottom
Fall to my knees, I thank god I was able to use
All of the lyrics and the melodies given as tools
I lost my brother and I think about it, breaking the news
Smoke on that presidential thinkin' about what Imma do
Don't tell my story unless you have lived it
I'm a man of many angles, I'm a stranger to the life I'm living
My whole purpose is for y'all existence
Imagine all the lights are shining and all of a sudden the darkness kicks in
To be real, where's the loving distance
Rays of sun turn to the razor blades that cut deep in the exposition
Is it me or is the time just shifting?
Or maybe I'm just the one that needs to take the time to just get back with it
Prolific mind got the pencil kicking
Everything that I learned from my adolescence fixed a broken image
All I needed was a new prescription
Repercussion started drumming, had to figure out just what was missing
So we set off with a new position
Only God in time could tell me really if I completed my mission
Never take the word from competition
We smoke to opposition from straight out of the kitchen
Name came big and we came to win
Said I need to slow it down so I reeled it in
Ain't no stopping, front porch stomping
Big boy dreams that came from the bottom
Two broke kings looking for some rings
Came across the music and they started doing things
Fast lane, hopping in the last game
Listen to the shit, it's all the same
Fall to my knees, I thank god I was able to use
All of the lyrics and the melodies given as tools
I lost my brother and I think about it, breaking the news
Smoke on that presidential thinkin' about what Imma do
Fall to my knees, I thank god I was able to use
All of the lyrics and the melodies given as tools
I lost my brother and I think about it, breaking the news
Smoke on that presidential thinkin' about what Imma do
Think about what Imma do when shit starts to get popping
F*ck all the gossip
We looking to prosper
Don't apologize to me, just keeping it honest
There ain't no more room in this bed for this coffin
All this old money talk
When that old money came in
Now old money gone
And the new money same shit
They focus on the gold
Never look out for the changes
They pop out on the road
But they streets they feel the same and that's okay? (shit)
But when we pop out on location
Better grab your glass we finna have a celebration
This that TED Talk
Taking on the stage still got me pacing
Think about what Imma do in front of all these faces
It's some real shit
Where did all the heart for this shit go?
It's so confusing
I took all they messages and jokes with no conclusion
Told her I can't love her I put all of it in music
Now I gotta go out and just prove me
Name came big and we came to win
Said I need to slow it down so I reeled it in
Ain't no stopping, front porch stomping
Big boy dreams that came from the bottom
Two broke kings looking for some rings
Came across the music and they started doing things
Fast lane, hopping in the last game
Listen to the shit, it's all the same