Laundry Video (MV)

Patience thining, laces pinching ankles tryna keep my blood from flowing to the tips
And same for the fingers so when I reach for the heated clothes the warmth ain't felt
Temple clagning like spin cycle with the belt
Dimes coming with quarters adding to my wealth
Yea nigga I can articulate see aspired to be in the NBA, now I'm rapping, yea nigga
I'm a niggas nigga G, tip toeing pushing buttons extending joints Dex's Dee Dee
Collecting coins on my loins peeking peeks at the double D's of D
Double D smart nigga with a durag, sike nah but the squad want a nigga to floss well
Well who nice Nduats, niggas poisonous with the biting python code encrypted, our
Focus and vison loaded with the Snowdens and kittens yea
Thoughts running through my head while I sit in front of this washer
Bloodshot eyes wander, life like this cycle, who using starch or fabric softner
Now I'm darting tryna keep it cautious 3am next chess move to watch the fodder
Spinning the game got niggas pressed, weaving the basket folded doggie
Play fetch with my skeletons in my closet
Hella dense but they lay next, to the dog pile I left alone
Ain't nothing to gain from the tide of people that all but invade your home
Flashes dazing
Machine craving coins just for it to go, can't wait till I get my own
The glass ain't showing me
Nothing but how life really go, lease gone
Letting me know house isnt always home ya

The government make all the poverty stricken put faith in those lottery tickets Camaraderie missing, we gotta be kicking
We gotta be scratching, we gotta be clawing, we gotta be fighting
Because if nobody gon do it
Responsibilities are growing on top my shoulders a chip on top back
Accentuated all the pain so now this day will Have disdain
So whats a stain so if the rain does not subside
So wheres the blood if aint on me, if it ain't on me
Please put it one me, please put it on me, please put it on me
Wash away my sins, Wash away my sins
Wash away my sins, Wash away my sins
Repent for my sins, Repent for my sins
Repent for my sins, Repent for my sins
If I could the enter fold of what a nigga supposed to be supposedly
We supposed to no have creases even
Jesus had a couple of those I'm not perfect
But I can acknowledge when I'm right and when I'm wrong
So I'm Writing this song
In hopes to perfect form