The Fuckin' Intro Video (MV)

I just text my mom and told her I love her
So that she know that
I don't say it enough and I hardly be there to show that
And I know it hurts
Shit so bad, it can't get worse
I remember you ain't have it and I would dig in yo purse
Now as I get lost in the dark I hope that someone can find me
I finally put my dreams in front of me and nightmares behind me
Now I can, focus my vision hoping no one will blind me
It's like I, wrote all these rhymes just hoping someone will sign me
But as I ramble through yo purse
Not a penny went missing
'Cause you really ain't have it, so I'd turn to Popeye on spinach
Or Popeyes with chicken
Serving birds to those that's addicted
It's funny 'cause, I was broke so I thought I needed fixing
It was the niggas on the strip and all the hoes in the district
And when I brought it all up there my nigga said I was trippin'
Found myself in the office it was then I was slippin'
Mr. Martin sat me down and told me "buddy just listen"
That's when I first realized that second chances was given
It was apparent to me he ain't wanna see me in prison
But yet I, took it for granted with displeasing decisions
How'd he ever understand that in these streets it's just business
He spent his whole life in suit and ties
He too alive
We dress like that when we get casket fresh or when we funeral fly
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But it's hard for me not to kill it
If you paralyzed it still will be hard for you not to feel it
These rappers fate no debate
I'm a starving face to my plates
Between hardest places and space so it's hard for me not to seal it
Pardon me I'm demented
My legacy not cemented
Discrepancies aren't amended
Them cops released are commended
Them bullets leave you indented
Reasons why they invented
From them to us they intended until we return to sender
The acts I speak need repentance
Kids beneath my apprentice
These kids in streets gotta listen
They judge me and got the sentence
Like this would be my commencement
Writing hits and been missing
Don't know if I'm Tez The Don or Donald Duck when I'm spitting
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Oh yeah it's more where that came from
Tezerelli the don, oh yeah it's more where my name from
Made a promise to me that for I put this in the streets
That not one song on here be weak
So yeah it's more where my game from
I just text my dad and told him I love him
So that he know that
He more than just my homie for all the shit that he showed me
This the intro, nigga
This just the intro
This just the f*ckin' intro, nigga