Drops Video (MV)

When will it stop
When will it stop, when?
Wondering will it stop
When will it stop, when?

I'm ahead of my peers
My song drops and they seem to disappear
I can see it in their eyes, that muthaf*cking fear
I think I started to realize that I've gone into another gear
I switched up, but I did this shit aight though
You flipped up, left but that shit is aight though
Everybody telling me their motto
Pop a bottle then I'll see you tomorrow
I'm drowning in my sorrows
See these people stress about their follows
Building credit, wishing I could win the lotto
Frida Kahlo, inspiring so many
In the middle of the summer, my mama makes some caldo
De res, I won't rest, I'm feeling on top of the world, I'm feeling so blessed
No stress, more sex
Ask why she left me on read, said she didn't see my text
I won't flex.... yeah

When will it stop
The drops falling on my screen when I jot
Pondering, wondering, am I or am I not?
Am I the best me, I start to think a lot

When I'm kicking it with my homies
We talk, reminisce, and sip on forties
The circle getting smaller than a dot
But that's because we don't mess with them fonies
Time change, feeling like summer again
My range, feeling like I can't complain
Entertain, that's what these fools like to do
But me, my goal is to maintain and rearrange
See, cause life throws different shit at you every day,
They think this shit a game
They look at me for blame
They look at me insane
These drops falling, feeling like rain
She's calling, but I'm feeling this pain
A legend, will they remember the name
These feelings killing, but I keep them tame
Wondering will it go away with the fame
Staying in my lane
Hearing the lighter with a blow, that was Wayne
Fearing the fighter with a show, that was gain
Yeah
I used to put everybody before myself
Self love is real, I wasn't aware
Looking at the mirror and see nobody else
Told myself, "You don't need any help!"
Even though I'm stuck in this hell
Waking up and feeling like I've failed
Waking up and feeling like I've bailed
Waking up and feeling like I got a story to tell
Grit, what is that? Damn, well I fell
Will I get up, though?

When will it stop
The drops falling on my screen when I jot
Pondering, wondering, am I or am I not?
Am I the best me, I start to think a lot

I start to think a lot
I hate this feeling, the feeling of a knot
In my stomach
But I stay dreaming lucid
My thoughts, I defuse them
I know that what I'm saying might be confusing
Hold on to what you love and don't lose it
See, because this world that we live in is livid
It's vivid, my vision, a plot twist to my religion
The way that I hold it on a pedestal, it's frigid
I got a fidget and the green got me feeling lifted
See these guys lose their hopes and dreams, even when they're gifted
Told them how I felt, but their mind had shifted
The system got us believing that we are where we are and that we are right fitted
They push me down, they want me to drown, but I will never get to the point where I'm quitting
That's a thought that crossed my mind, but I keep pushing
Take your time, take your time, think without rushing
See, you gotta me precise
The devil is out in disguise
Building up your rep, got the glock
Down the block, chilling with the guys
I look up at the sky and pray for better days
Hoping that what I'm going through is just a phase
Realized that life is a marathon and not a race
Find a way because life is a maze
But at the end of the day life is so amazing