Raxx Video (MV)

I just want the racks
And the bankrolls
I got enough friends
Coming for the plaques
And a Range Rover
Im just tryna win
I be going hard
For the dream though
Yeah I be goin in
One thing that I know
Is they won't
They won't
They won't win
Nah nah nah
I was born a winner
This shit been in me
I know who I am
Who you pretend to be
Smile like you fam
But you enemy
Cappin on the gram
Bout nearly everything
Whoa
You ain't got sauce
Ain't got the recipe
My drip too hard
They Nike checking me
They talk a lot of shit
Don't let it get to me
Im big dog status
You don't threaten me
Let it breathe
Let it breathe
We don't ball the same
We different pedigrees
I'mma die a legend
They'll remember me
I put that on my grave
That they intend to see
I used to fight with
Suicidal tendencies
Now I fight
To end up where I'm meant to be
Im better than you
Physically and mentally
And Spiritually
Im a different entity, Entirely
I remember Walmart
Wasn't even tryna hire me
I remember sports authority dropped Me off and fired me
I ain't even sweat it tho
And that right there's the irony
Cause now I got
Anyone who slept on me perspiring
Wake up, bitch
This is your call
Wake up,
Grind and get it all
I got no time
For uninvolved
But I'll be fine
All on my own
I just want the racks
And the plaques
And a bad bitch
I just want the racks
And the plaques
And a bad bitch
Racks on racks
Im on my Entrepreneur
Faded off the shits
Boy Im off the manure
Yeah I be getting high
But my confidence soars
If I text a bitch I love her
I was probably bored
I throw a couple bands
That ass drop to the floor
Feelin like the man
On the Monopoly board
Yea Im a prodigy boy
You ain't as hot as me boy
You eatin ramen noodles
You in poverty boy
Im all up in your head
This psychology boy
I Walk amongst the dead
Don't try to follow me boy
Cause honestly boy
Your momma gonna cry
When she gotta box you up
Like the rice on the side
Cause you wanted the beef
Now you permenant sleep
Nothing last forever though
And nothing for free
But f*ck what it costs
My pockets filled with the cheese
I mob with my squad
You prolly chill with police
You prolly rude to yo momma
You prolly steal from your team
You probably claiming you bought it, But you're not on the lease
Im bout to go Joe Exotic
And let the the beast off the leash
And they ain't never seen another
Do it quite like me
I need the racks
Don't get between me and my racks
I just want the racks
And the bankrolls
I got enough friends
Coming for the plaques
And a Range Rover
Im just tryna win
I be going hard
For the dream though
Yeah I be goin in
One thing that I know
Is they won't
They won't
They won't win
Nah nah nah