Dimelo Video (MV)

I wish that my family had a log cabin by the lake
And a summer home out of state
My grandparents were poor
My parents were poor
So I grew up starving
It's inherent, I'm sure
So I gotta break the cycle
Being broke's for the birds
Man, I swear it on the Bible
For the dough I'ma purge
They pointin fingers at Michael
And blame it on the content
I got a lot of problems
I ain't got a lot of prospects
GPA was DOA
Knew if I was getting paid
Then it'll be okay
See, I was a dad before I was a man
Ain't no handbooks or cheat codes
I had to play my hand
I need a sec to reload
Here come another one
It's why I'm still unopposed
Cause I'm a motherf*cker
Never blink, eyes open on a swivel
Cause these little kids are killers
But they softer than a pillow

You on the run
Dimelo
You bust your guns
Dimelo
You stackin funds
Dimelo
You outside
Dimelo
You gettin high
Dimelo
Ain't scared to die
Dimelo
You gettin low
Dimelo
You gettin doe
Dimelo
You bout to blow
Dimelo
You ain't scared
Dimelo
Guns in the air
Dimelo
You don't care
Dimelo

I'm so sin verguenza
I grew up wild
Now I'm beggin for attention
So my doo wop foul
Anybody's an enemy
When my stomach on the growl
I stay huntin
So I treat em like lunch
They cold cuts
Gotta hankerin for rap snacks
Mistake em for food
Maniac in a bald cap
I'm misunderstood
Clairvoyant, I could read your mind
And tell that you're scared
Lots of rappers seem impaired
Short bus for you squares
I'm saying, slim
You's a bitch
And never seen like Sasquatch
Me, I'm all around
And people need me like hot spots
Don't put me in no pine box
Bury me butt naked
In the alley by the sidewalk

Life is like a movie where the bad guy wins
And the good guys lose
Backstabbed by friends
Life is like a movie
Where the good guy dies
And the bad guy wins
This life no lie

You on the run
Dimelo
You bust your guns
Dimelo
You stackin funds
Dimelo
You outside
Dimelo
You gettin high
Dimelo
Ain't scared to die
Dimelo
You gettin low
Dimelo
You gettin doe
Dimelo
You bout to blow
Dimelo
You ain't scared
Dimelo
Guns in the air
Dimelo
You don't care
Dimelo

I ain't in the streets no more
And that's a blessin
Cause these youngins have you huggin the floor
Then undressin
Lookin out for numero uno
They some wild cards
So I draw a four
Then reverse on a puto
Eyes peeled
Spidey sense on tingle
I can't trust it
I'm never at the club
Don't mingle
F*ck the public
Why kick it with fakes and phonies
I hate snakes
So take this as testimony
It's too late
Cause my mind made up
And I'm set in my ways
I keep my rhymes laced up
Bars leap from the page
My brain's locked
Leave em shocked
From the thoughts of a misfit
Always six o'clock
Up and down like a slit wrist
Hairy chest
And some pale ass flesh
I'm so sexy
I can have your mom's undress
It's why you on my dick
F*ck you and your friends too
I guess meat's back on the menu

You on the run
Dimelo
You bust your guns
Dimelo
You stackin funds
Dimelo
You outside
Dimelo
You gettin high
Dimelo
Ain't scared to die
Dimelo
You gettin low
Dimelo
You gettin doe
Dimelo
You bout to blow
Dimelo
You ain't scared
Dimelo
Guns in the air
Dimelo
You don't care
Dimelo