This Thing of Ours Video (MV)

What you gonna do when the Don gone come for you?
I don't got the time to answer calls, I'm the one that call shots
Calling all my brothers, sharing all our own plots
For preparation no hesitation to act our own thoughts
Watch it pan with no pots, kick 'em off like no socks
Only rise up like stock, on the low though, I get mo' doe
If the opps gone ring from Fro' do', then I gots to burn like Mordor
Get this bouncing like a pogo, strung up like a bolo
Did this solo on my dolo like when Kanye wore the polo
Ride my ego like vehicle, down up in Mexico
Feeling lethal like a regal, get possessed up like the repo
Feel the evil from the people, watching you from below
Envying all your success but never see the pain that we hold
F*ck a Debo, I take whatever I know is mine
Mind on my money, ain't no stopping my mind
Cursed from the climb, never stopping even if the curtains collide
Can't tell me nothing when I'm right on my grind
Who you been clownin'?
You talkin' slick, I let it rip, when I'm feeling grounded
You got regrets, my mind is set, my judgement's never clouded
That pressure hit, you try to quit but you can't get around it
Soon as you feel surrounded, you gone wish we talked about it
Me against all you enemies, you not about it
Tryna be what I'm meant to be, be about it
Envisioning what you seem to be, we'll see about it
Rhyming through my teeth until I finally see a body
Only if the shoe gone fit, but you been the target
Known to crack whenever pressure hits, I can call it
Let you slip up out my grip, but I leave you falling
You Martin Sheen to the concrete like the Departed
Feeling heavy hearted when I question where your heart is
You light a match, I settle every match before it started
All of the attention, I'm the center, so I guard it
You fresh for like a season, I stay fresh through any market
Double parked it, get my profit, then you see I'm back up on it
With my mob, and I'm the Don so you know I Al Caponed it
Dead in eyes, you realize I'm down to face any opponent
Switching rides 'fore we ride, won't see me when I be rolling
Feeling like a villain in my ville when I be chilling
Zodiac, I make a killing with the ink that I've been spilling
Know we at the top and you just barely made it to the ceiling
Think about it, be about it, 'fore we have to get to peeling
You don't it when I'm coming through
Silence in the room when I just make my entrance with the crew
Drawing interest 'cause our spirits really sick just like a flu
All of that I done accrue before the lyrics that I spew
Change the scenery, I'm seeing what I got up in my view
On a mission and you know my eyes been dead set on you
Smell the fumes, set the fire, only right I light the fuse
Now, what you gonna do when the Don gone come for you?
What you gonna do when the Don gone come for you?
What you gonna do when the Don gone come for you?
What you gonna do when the Don gone come for you?