Loose Lips Video (MV)

Loose lips when I'm putting in my 2 cents
I been tryna drop a stack like a nuisance
Money talk like the voice in my head even when I go to bed I can see that shit lucid
Prove it
Cash in the flow
Like you diving in a pool full of notes
I'm a fool for the dough OK
Trapping out the whip on the go
I done outgrew the crib I ain't never going home OK
I been on the road on my El Camino
Broke a little bad on my way to freedom
Only thing is I ain't going to no dissapearer
I finna say my name till these motherf*ckers hear it
Ali
ROTN Worldwide been the posse
And if any motherf*cker got a problem
We gone do em like we did to that little bitch OXXY
Bitch you can't stop me stop we
Thats a spot in your watch piece that we finna kick your ass for your car keys
Peel off in a nice ass whip
Biting every single bullet while I'm pulling on the chrome piece
OG in my lungs
In my past life used to rap with the gods
Sent me down here just to rap with the squad
I was born for this shit f*ck a 9-5 job
Bitch
I been grinding since youngin
Tryna find a place inside the world
I just hope I ain't running for nothing
Running from nothing with hopes of abundance
My head was all out in space then I plummet
Hit this rap game till there ain't no discussion
Hit this rap game till I got all the pay in the world and we f*ckin up the whole function
BITCH
Count it up like all of the time you been wasting
Get up off your throne take your ass into the basement
Started from the bottom I ain't talking bout no Drake shit
If that had been the case then I already would have made it
Face it
I'm taking rounds through the f*cking drought just to change shit
I'll step up off that cloud into the club and make it rain
It's gone be insane
Glow up like them lights to that Jane
I'm a Spider-Mane
Swinging through with nothing but some flames
Walking through the Woo money on my mind
Mama keep on saying that I'm wasting time
Tell her really I don't have the f*cking time
To listen cause I'm tryna get the shit thats mine
No one understand
Not even the fam
Only I got the world in my hands
Only I got the mind in a trance
Only I am the master of my plans
Being dope come with being broke
So addicted to the win needing more
So conflicted of the gin needing more
Till we all litty and forget we broke
Tell my homies we ain't bouta forget
Unless we do something about all this shit
We finna stay grounded like all of kids
In a world full of boomers we cease to exist
Aw shit here we go again
Ali back with a couple friends
We some knuckleheads if you bumpin
Then we finna knuckle up and leave em runnin
This ain't no discussion
These bars gone leave a concussion
Leave em deceased like it's nothing
I been the best from my area hunnid
You talking a lot then I tell you go run it
Bitch
Count it up like all of the time you been wasting
Get up off your throne take your ass into the basement
Started from the bottom I ain't talking bout no Drake shit
If that had been the case then I already would have made it
Face it
I'm taking rounds through the f*cking drought just to change shit
I'll step up off that cloud into the club and make it rain
It's gone be insane
Glow up like them lights to that Jane
I'm a Spider-Mane
Swinging through with nothing but some flames