Cheerin' Video (MV)

This is different, in fact
You can't even see the truth
But let me tell you a little something
I heard from the ancient Egyptians
Let me just speak my truth, look
See I've been rolling, not from a planet they understand
It's outlandish
I've been taking advantage of my problem-solving
Knowing they been leaving some damage on, mama's cheerin'
I've been hearing they want take on my fears
And start to fill them up
They feelin' us, but don't want to give us no f*cking credit tho
I'm wasting time, they don't want to show it check my credit score
From head to toe
They want my soul, but I ain't stepping Crow
My people know, stop playing these games
Show me freedom, hoe
Hold tight
Don't want to tell him I'm Egyptian
Quick, son
Negro fall into it
F*ck the mission
Listen
Want to tell the truth, but I ain't there
No fair
They hiding all your truth
Just check your Crucifixion
New division
They want to put us in a box
Hell no
I ain't waiting
So I ran and grabbed my socks
Head out the door
They going to put the score on your block
Don't check that no box, because the option never stops
Yeah, you kicking rocks
Sing it as you ride your way home
Your ligaments evaporating
Find your way home
I'm only drinking from them Appalachian mountains
I'm on that mission, and I'm trying to find that fountain
Of youth, I got the proof
I ain't telling lies, I done seen it
He in the noose, I cut it loose,
Because my black man is undefeated
Come from that root, I know the truth
I got faith, so no, I ain't seen it
Emotional abuse on a man, yall f*ckin' leave it
See I've been rolling, not from a planet they understand it
It's outlandish
I've been taking advantage of my problem-solving
Knowing they been leaving some damage on, mama's cheerin'
I've been hearing they want take on my fears
And start to fill them up
They feelin' us, but don't want to give us no f*cking credit tho
I'm wasting time, they don't want to show it check my credit score
From head to toe
They want my soul, but I ain't stepping Crow
My people know, stop playing these games
Show me freedom, hoe
Oh, look
I want my freedom from these lies, no disguise
I bet you'll probably see me different if you look into my mind
I got a lot of screws thats missing, love my vission still be blind
To the truth that they be hidin'
But I still don't waste my time on these, unnecessary facts
But since we black, they gone hide all of our truths up in that crack
Back in the 80s, when grandma and daddy would share that pipe
I need a light
Just to lead me to that pathway up to heaven
F*ck your reverends
Hunting niggas wanting money for their lesson, true confession
That I'm spitting out my heart, but they just want me for my blessing
'Cause they know that I'm the gifted one, the gifted son
Mama named me after the law, cause I ain't listening
I got fake shit all up in my ear
Yeah, I got glasses, but I'm seeing f*cking clear
I take my time, leave some niggas at the pier
There ain't no fear up in my soul, cause I'm watching God's Cheerin'
You hearin'?
See I've been rolling, not from a planet they understand it
It's outlandish
I've been taking advantage of my problem-solving
Knowing they been leaving some damage on, mama's cheerin'
I've been hearing they want take on my fears
And start to fill them up
They feelin' us, but don't want to give us no f*cking credit tho
I'm wasting time, they don't want to show it check my credit score
From head to toe
They want my soul, but I ain't stepping Crow
My people know, stop playing these games
Show me freedom, hoe