Make It Even Video (MV)

I hear voices talk on the inside
I could tell you what the shit hit for
Okay I bottle up emotions but I get the bottles poppin in the vip
Looking like a nigga left a sauna when I come through with the drip
They wanna paint me as a nice guy
They tell me see you when I see you and it's likewise
Cuz one text and its tech at your neck, quadriplegic
See me and I'm throwing up the dub, i'm bulimic
All I know is money come first like a prefix
And If you think i'm really going off you ain't seen shit
Niggas forgot to pay the light and they got me blackin
I caught em napping and that's when I started snapping
They acting like I switch up but niggas know I been wolfgang
Howl to the moon, but I laugh to the bank
And the drank in my cup got juice and gin
I remember when they told me how my chance was slim
If it's one thing I learned from Joel and Ben
It's a process, first you gotta lose to win, I hear
Voices talk on the inside
Got too much pride to make sense
I could tell you what the shit hit for
But I'd rather leave the suspense
You made me put away the nice guy
They try to paint me as a heathen
I had to hit em with a nice try
I'm only trying to make it even
You hear em holler for the mercy and ease
Cause they ain't never seen the other bad version of breeze
I could see em snaking now like they flirting with eve
If newton taught me anything you fall to dirt and the leaves, ugh
Let me take you down the river of hades
Where it get slimy like delivering babies
I'm a young dinosaur they might mistake me for Grady
And yo my drip real smooth you might mistake it for gravy
Got a glow I keep the bulb to a thousand and fifty watts
And the flow I keep control at a thousand and fifty knots
And I keep it an eye for an eye
Twenty twenty vision, you ain't crossing the guy
So the nice ones finish last, I'm sure they do
Well that part of me is gone, and i got me a boost
Turn a breeze into a storm, gotta argue with Zeus
I had to kill em while you watching, since they ain't got a clue, I hear
Voices talk on the inside
Got too much pride to make sense
I could tell you what the shit hit for
But I'd rather leave the suspense
You made me put away the nice guy
They try to paint me as a heathen
I had to hit em with a nice try
I'm only trying to make it even