Back Row Chillin Video (MV)

My confidence is either really low or dangerously high
I'm either wishing I was dead or just believing I can't die
Taking bullets left and right
Even when I'm next to light I'm still running to the darkness
'Cause this fear that's deep inside, I'm always thing im a target
Always thinking that these bitches gon' f*ck me over regardless
Looking over my shoulder, I always proceed with caution
Notice my chest is colder, but I wouldn't call it heartless
My soul now reeks an odor, but I wouldn't call it garbage
I make music for people who are as lonely as me
Who don't go out every week
And we refuse to fall in love because we're scared they may leave
Until I met this girl that had me weak in both of my knees
Destroying every wall I built up just to come rescue me
From the grave I was buried in
Her name was Keprea, I would have dreams of us marrying
She helping me let go of all of the pain I was carrying
Ascending to heaven along the flames of the chariots
We started hanging out like clotheslines, no lariats
Cherishin' every moment but that's when it's scariest
When your happiness depends on them you forfeit control
Giving them the power to hurt you but trusting they won't
"I cannot trust a soul", I used to brag and I boast
My paranoia stopped anybody from getting too close
And I know you gotta wait before you give me my dose
But when that day does come, just know
You can meet me in that back row
(Gotta keep our business on the low 'cause you know they would never allow)
Chillin' in that back row
(As soon as I see you walk through them doors, you already know what's goin' down)
Meet me in that back row
(We can sneak a quickie in the back, I don't think anybody is around)
Chillin' in the back row
(Now that I got you here with me, girl, I cannot imagine going without)
Back row chillin' with my bitch
Just focus on my words, baby, none of that nonsense
These bitches sounding hurt, putting us in their gossip
It's only what they heard, so I doubt it is honest
We in this for the long haul, there is no stoppin'
I marvel at your worth, 'cause tomorrow's not promised
Now baby I can merch that nobody gon' top this
We gotta make this work like it's no other option
Back row..chillin'
Hoping I can punt with ya..I mean kick it
F*ck a DM
I'll slide in your mentions, ballsy nigga
I'll let you coach the game if that mean you would call a nigga
She think I'm running game 'cause she see how I talk to women
She feeling what I say 'cause I talk sweet in addition
To pronouncing my words
She say I kinda talk like a white boy
But got some hood in me so boost me up five points
Temper of a Scorpio, swagger of a Gemini
Game on Maya Angelou
Still I Rise, damn I'm fly
Killer in disguise
I keep the life private like what's right above your inner thigh
Clock tatted on me just to signify
We really ain't got nothing but time
That can be taken away in the blink of an eye
As my wounds begin to heal and I swallow my pride
I lose my balance and in falling that cannot be denied
Back row chillin' with my bitch
Just focus on my words, baby, none of that nonsense
These bitches sounding hurt, putting us in their gossip
It's only what they heard, so I doubt it is honest
We in this for the long haul, there is no stoppin'
I marvel at your worth, 'cause tomorrow's not promised
Now baby I can merch that nobody gon' top this
We gotta make this work like there's no other option