Coming 4 U (feat. LeeQuan Young) Video (MV)

Penning out righting my wrongs
I put my soul in my songs
I brought it right out the South mane
Now they just chasing the clout mane
Homies think I did them wrong
Mad they ain't tagging along
I had to go on my own mane
You need to find you your own lane
What you gonna do when I'm bigger now
What you gonna do, I done figured out
Everything I gotta figure out
Tint out the whip, they can't figure out
Who in the coupe when I pull it out
Me and my bros need them big amounts
I gotta change up my bank account
Can't have no lame standing next to me
Heard what you bring, ain't impressing me
I just want M's in my bank account
Get in the booth and I'm blanking out
Hanging out back and we staking out
Surrounded by real, ain't no faking now
Yeah
So what you gonna do, yeah, yeah
What you gonna do
They coming for you, yeah, yeah
They coming for you
If my bro falling down yeah I got his back
I put my soul up in every track
Foot on the gas we ain't coming back
Tryna relax but I'm on attack
Got me a bag I can't fumble that
I'm making moves like a running back
Murder these beats like the Zodiac
Yeah
I know that my niggas got my back
I'm in the zone like a running back
Put niggas on, now I'm done with that
Yeah
Catch me outside where it's sunny at
I spend my time in my Pontiac
Wishing they'd bring the old Cudi back
But I need a safe, just to bring home
I been out way, far and too long
Calling my phone, just get a tone
Stay in my place, just know I'm gone, and keep holding on
To anything you swear you had of me
Running low, I'm outta batteries
You would know if you was there for me
But in the end you never cared for me
Now I found another melody
Pockets greener than a cellar be
But you would known if you was there for me
But in the end you never cared for me
Your facetime a waste of time, you want my love then wait in line
You had your chance and f*cked it up, your state of mind is hating mine
Your heart is dark, don't make it mine just let it shine
Ooh
More for the low I need all of that
He ain't bringing no cash, I can't call him back
Ooh
Pull up the pack right beside me now
Hop in the coupe and we sliding out
Watch how my wrist got my timing down
Diamonds gonna hit, they look brighter now
Thinking how I used to ride around
Praying I'll make it, I'm nodding out
So what you gonna do, gotta figure out
Got in a hole, gotta get up out
I can't expose what I spit about
Cause they'll all look at me different now
Guess that mean I'm getting bigger now
They tell me that I'm that nigga now
Took you some time just to figure out
Cooking up with no recipe
I got a goon to the left of me
Ain't worried bout you, why you pressing me
Get this bitch outta my section please
All of this weed, how you stressing me
All of this weed, how you stressing me
What you gonna do when I'm bigger now
What you gonna do, I done figured out
Everything I gotta figure out
Tint out the whip, they can't figure out
Who in the coupe when I pull it out
Me and my bros need them big amounts
I gotta change up my bank account
You know they gonna catch us on the e-way
What you gonna do when I'm bigger now
Going like 120 down it
We speeding now
Tint out the whip they can't figure out
That's just how it go now