Cryotherapy Video (MV)

All this ice up in my heart need cryotherapy
I done passed up all these niggas y'all compare to me
Pig just wanna shoot a nigga he ain't sheriffin'
Man I get fly on a daily like a parakeet
Man I get fly on yo lady talking bout marry me
Now she think she finna get a ring that shit embarrassing
What I'm cooking I don't need to add no kerosene
Murder tracks nigga yellow tape clear the scene
She keep calling Brandon Brandon Brandon triple B
Yea you popping shit for now but not infinity
I feel like me Chop and Lu the Holy Trinity
This playa' work you can't get in this facility
This playa' work you can't get in this vicinity
I done cloaked all my feelings invisibility
Man I flow on a beat with smooth fluidity
I get higher and higher like nigga every day
These bitches dryer and dryer I'm sipping Ocean Spray
Sometimes I don't feel like winning but I'll record today
Sometimes I don't feel like trying but I'ma score today
I put my stress in this medical and I blow away
If I wasn't making music I'd probably go insane
If I wasn't making money I'd probably lose my brain
You got to get it up with me or I'll forget your name
I been getting green like Bruce they should put my banner up

I was out with Terrill's Lens caught me on his camera
Money talk be foreign to y'all you'd think I'm from panama
Problem with this generation she want me to handle her
I should really sign a deal with sketchers I done ran it up
Yea y'all niggas know me from the box but was it sand or what?
I know everybody want to be rich you got a plan or what?
I could put this money up forever let it tan or rust

You gotta learn to love yourself before you love a woman
It's a lot of shit that come with it and I don't get it fully
I was tryna stack it up and see who I was pulling
Once I got my mind off that I started making harder music
You get to thinking do they love you or they trying to use you
Everybody hurt somebody isolation ain't amusing
I got this aura in me I know you can feel it oozing
I got shorty fighting for her rights I almost called her Susan
Niggas talking down on me but stepping so confusing
You don't even wanna hate on me you really cranking to it
Black drapes ain't no sunlight in my window
Talk her through it now she get to copying my lingo
Mr Crosser I'll cross a nigga like its bingo
Check the weather app I keep on seeing Cupertino
She my valentine I spoil her with Valentino
Super corny boy you cheesier than some Doritos
All my shoots turnt I ain't ever shot a Vevo