Bankrupt (Freestyle) Video (MV)

It's Mr. I don't give a f*ck up on the top floor
Smelling like a bag of weed mixing with my Tom Ford
Used to bag it up then I would stuff it in the sock drawer
Polo on me, I got more horses than a box Porsche, uh
Talking bout the dough I had to get that
When I heard your flow I had to switch that
When I copped an O I had to flip that
Yea we steady bumping need a dutchie and a six pack

Never save a hoe I ain't never had a coupon
Just wanna million dollars so that I can put my crew on
40 and a blunt you can tell that I am 2 on
Droptop Bird, I been riding with the roof gone
We got that paper like we playing for the ball team
If he talking reckless Ima tighten up my drawl string
Took ya bitch to Wendy's, my chain icy as the frosty
Talk that stick talk like we play for a lacrosse team
She throw that pussy like a 4 seam, tell that hoe get off me
Never had a son but these rappers is my offspring
When I drop my album I'll be doing numbers all spring
You rappers might be Catholic, but you boys could never cross me, uh
(Breath) proceed with caution, so sick that they think I'm nauseous
Ya shit just makes me exhausted, new diamonds they f*ckin' flawless
I buy it like f*ck the cost, cause my flow is hotter than August
Should work at a dentist office cause I'm always f*ckin' flossing
Hottest out, bring that water for the drought
Smoke a quarter of an ounce when I record and bring the bounce (Yessir)
Philadel youngin' you can catch me in South
Even after "Let it Breathe", I was down and I'm still out ahhh

I was down oooh
I was down
I was down
I was down and I'm still out

It's Mr. I don't give a f*ck up on the top floor
Smelling like a bag of weed mixing with my Tom Ford
Used to bag it up then I would stuff it in the sock drawer
Polo on me, I got more horses than a box Porsche, uh
Talking bout the dough I had to get that
When I heard your flow I had to switch that
When I copped an O I had to flip that
Yea we steady bumping need a dutchie and a six pack

Season type of cycle, get my flowers to bloom
I just pray that I can drink right from Fountain of Youth
I can make a classic record in an hour or two
I am cut way different than these cowards like you
You ain't a gangsta cause you saw the movie Paid in Full (Bang)
You ain't a fighter cause you saw the movie Raging Bull (Ding-ding)
You ain't a gangbanger with ya water gun emoji
I'm shitting on you rappers I just ate a ton of protein
Marvelous, bars are just, directly from the heart with it
South Philly rap scene, practically f*ckin' started it
Rappers too worried about diamonds and what car to get
Me, I'm just chilling, feeling cozy in my cardigan
Record, press play, mix it up, get paid
Come up with these hits you would think I'm up at Fenway
Coming to you live from the spot right up at Penn State
I ain't the same artist as the one who dropped in 10th grade
Demons won't let me go
Fiending for a pen to smoke
Fiending for a glass of Jack
Fiending for a classic track
Leaning, bumping Acid Rap
Seems like I'm last to rap
Dreaming of a platinum plaque
Competiting, cause I'm stacked with that
Ammunition, grab a mic, they stand and listen
You don't even write ya shit you claiming that you a damn musician?
Remember my name, wait they can't forget em
You cant see me, no they can't depict him
These lyrics and rhymes these are my acquisitions
I'm on a path a mission, and you can not snap the vision
I'm the man the myth and the legend
Score like Jordan, ran with Pippen
They love the metaphors, punchlines, and the appositions
If you wanna battle then I gotta 30 and a Smith &...
I'm boutta tear this up, just hit the snare and drum
And when I start spitting, I'll have em staring dumb
Compare me, none, bitch I am rare as one
The fairest one, bitch I'm raw as there's to come
Soon as I start, put ya dog in the park
Bitch, I run this f*cking night, like I jog in the dark (Bitch)
The mic I hog from the start, soon to be topping these charts
Hot ass bars is all I got in my heart
And I'm tripping, but it ain't my fault that I drawl
Better stop with all that talking before coffins involved
I just cough then I spark, go off from the start
I ain't soft, but I'm smart, ain't tryna get caught by the law
I'm like Eminem, Nas, and Pac all in one
So draw ya gun, I'm talking to you rappers you all are done
You ain't slick, sneaking up behind me bitch I saw you come
And when I pull up on you, better grab ya dog and run (Roooof)