BlessU2 Video (MV)

Got a lot in my pockets, like warm hands on north tropics
I spent a lot on the ground in Houston like wreck rockets
Eye sockets stay dry, up late nights, with no option
No coppin' I'm still shoppin' my hits are AR loud
That HQ is ours now, bend over with wide smile
She takin' it wild style, she bangin' a wild card
I see now, he senile, that's red roses and we bow
But can't afford to stay round, that's weight dropped on my paypal
No dates wish I'm on rebound, her favorite colors green
My faith on new ordeals, my faith in New Orleans
My facial on the camcorders my way up on the screen
Like Wesley, Wesley
Call me Marie laveau a super hero a lethal
An anti zero for presidential, or Donald
Or Donald, duckin' from a mere module, I might go in full a throttle
Look at the where the hoods got us, look at where a storm brought us
Need I say more of that, one strike we're Outta here
You need us more than wanted
Netflix wanted Seinfeld, free men wanted Morgan
White men throw diplomas Black men catch pneumonia
Just speak for yourself
Django's no health, Fandango gave L's
Lately copy it tender and sweet show it to all pastry
Pasting racy and basically unoriginal imagery
But we rather that than her running our country
Be grateful we gave you fenty and twerking for money
We gave you yoncè lingerie and a large pink bunny
And it's all worth something, how could you want more
It's almost like you're a human of some sort of course
You can speak your mind as long as we're fine
You can speak your mind as long as we're fine
You can speak your mind as long as we're fine
You can speak your mind as long as we're fine
And when no one's there
Anybody there to cover me
Thunder but i'm not aware
Anybody down for loving me
So much time to meet me there, or underneath
So much love up under me, to meet me there
We make spirits rise
We make spirits fly we let them hang
We look like we're synchronized
Blacks the color, blacks a name
I just wanna feel alive and test my range
No we ain't playin' games, we never lie
Crop me out the group pic
I don't need that co-sign
I black out the remix
I blacked out the whole time
See you looking stressed out
See me looking refined
I don't hit the gold mine
States up on a thin line
I tripped the messenger aggressive
I know I deserve to get a blessing
You know I deserve a proper vessel
Two hands upon the handle
A Grammy mantle when I drop cilantro
When I switch the angle, when I clean the lens
Paps know I don't like eager friends
Who be really like FU, i'm like Bless you two