SSNB Video (MV)

Rock star life style might not make it
I'm way to faded idk which way the crib is
Twisted off that henny
I got nothing in my belly
Going way to hard
DMX from the belly
I'm gifted
Way to vicious
Looking like I'm on a mission
You can catch me in the kitchen
Seen this all
Premonition
The summer made me smarter
The winter made me go harder
They be wishing I would quit
But they caused this f*cking slaughter
Trying not to snap
Sometimes I over react
Reaching in the f*cking back
With this money all on my lap
I be chilling in my drive way
Thinking about my old ways
Wish a nigga would
So I can go back to those days
I don't play
I just wanna get that big pay
And lay in peace with no piece
But everything's a mess
So I'll just do what I do Till I lay to rest
Bitch I'm the best f*ck the rest
I don't f*ck with pest
F*ck all they test I do better when i see a check
Back in my bag I'll be glad when they all in check
Thank all my enemies and the ones that supported me
Hope to see my dad when death finally come take a G
Written by
Radames Nunez Jr