VIOLENCE > LOVE Video (MV)

They was doubting the the kid but now I'm next up Question God sometimes why he ain't bless
Us Head down in the trenches, better pick your
Chest up And your next move better be your best one
And they giving real time when the feds come Niggas rapping all lies, I ain't felt none
I got rap dreams, bro, try make a scale jump
Know the streets, feening need another one Had Dreams, getting head in the cullinan
Broken scars from the streets, I can't love again Every time I rep the members with a
Double M I was rollin, rollin' by myself
Open scars from memories that I share But can you Tell me what it feel like
F*ck social media, I did this shit in real life And I'm the one I know It took them
Long to realize We choosing' love and violence in real time
You chose love, I chose violence Steady rollin' loud, I hit the gas when I hear
Sirens Don't ask me bout a come up it took patience and timing
Me vs sleep, It was overnight grinding
Dark tint load up the v, we sliding ' get high, and I Roll up the weed, I'm flying
Beam on the glock, too many young niggas dying' Heart on frozen, mind on silent
And I'm straight out of a place where Youngin's face shit, they don't play fair
Lil baby stripping ' in the daytime, she do daycare Only respect the hood and it's f*ck them if
They ain't there Put your mask on and your gloves, cause it ain't
Safe there Time ticking you can either fall or be great
There Bro ain't sign to OVO, he still make opps take care
Vulnerable from pain, I got some scars that I ain't wear
Haunted by the memories, seen things that I can't share
Before they had their opinions about me, I had my purpose
It ain't over till we all eat, can't close the curtains
Autographs in Amsterdam and I can't write in cursive
Never gettin' too much sleep, you know I'm really workin
Youngins push up on that car, and get to Stolo surfing
We stand on business overlooking who the bigger person
No washing machine in the crib, had to use dish detergent
Or take a shower, Out the pot when we was really Hurting, you chose love I chose violence
Steady rollin' loud, I hit the gas when I hear sirens
Don't ask me bout my come up it took patience and timing
Me vs sleep, It was overnight grinding
Dark tint load up, the V we sliding
Get high, and I roll up the weed, I'm flying
Beam on the Glock, too many young niggas dying
Heart on frozen, mind on silent
My momma did the best that she could
I don't get ' love from the industry, get that from my hood
Switch the drake out it was carbon had to make that bitch wood
Never going ' like a ho, don't get that miss understood