Crabs In A Bucket Video (MV)

Uh, yeah
It's eightone
Aw yeah
It's eightone
Okay, yeah
Yeah
All and we're nothing
Crabs in a bucket
We all fighting for something
It really ain't much of nothing
It seem
So what's the ruckus
Why I ain't never rush it
We could smoke a little
Elevate
And have a discussion
About what is and wasn't
Everyone just need a little loving
I'mma keep it coming
Til I'm losing brain functions
Man f*ck
Might start a fight out in public
Just like your crazy cousin
Cause I'm a hypocrite
Pistol whip you with your stick
Record another hit
While I'm eating fish and chips
If this ain't living, shit
I'm just tryna see what is
I ain't a friendly waiter
Like the table ain't leave a tip
I've been itching for something that's way larger
Like Wembanyama
Don't care how many dollar bills my pockets fit
I'm Peter Parker
I was authored
I do not exist
Damn
Travel the abyss with my eyes closed
It's less frightening when it's unknown
Here I go
Yeah
It's less frightening when it's unknown
That ignorance the only bliss til the gun smoke
My chest tightening as I toke
Blow a holy ghost
Yeah
I'm moving slow-mo
Damn
Yeah
It's less frightening when it's unknown
That ignorance the only bliss til the gun smoke
My chest tightening as I toke
Blow a holy ghost
Yeah
I'm moving slow-mo
I'm drinking all day
Broad day
Man, it's only Monday
Same until Sunday
Always got a long face
Like the horse in the bar
Trapped in the wrong place
All's straight
Shit it's a marathon
Such a long race
I'm with my dogs
Causing mayhem like it's AllState
Life a mirage
F*cking up until my balls break
God damn
I'm really off the shit again
I'm bout to jump into the lake
See if I'll swim again
Aw man
Bitch, I'm underwater with the dolphins
Uncle Sam didn't leave me many options
I'm boutta blam
Throw my body in the coffin
I'm just playing
But I say that shit often
Godsent
Is it a god
Or is she a goddess
Man, I would give my two cents
But I'm all spent
Tall threat
Like a hook from Kareem
I'm all net
Taking over the league
Who disagree
Tell em' take a seat
Let me go and teach you why I'm such a being
This life of fallacy
And everybody fail to see
I'm tight as lockers be
I'll show you how to fly free
Everybody cattle
Bunch of rats holding all the cheese
Uh
I'm tryna tell you we all we need
Them new jeans ain't gon' show you where the beauty be
It's right there, in the palm of your hand
Afraid to fly
Cause you scared where you'll land
You can't stand how the rain feel
The truth hurts
And the pain heal
They make mils off your bills
And they make kills
Man
Somebody pinch me
Is this shit real
Ah man