THE Video (MV)

Oh damn, listen to those 808s
I'ma put the car into transmission
How the hell I'm workin' retail and I do not make commission
Brodie on the boat sippin' and I think he lost his vision
In my own lane, I don't think I really like switchin
I remember tellin' my manager to stop bitchin
I was at a lake, I don't even wanna cop fishes
What you got is not riches
All I really wanna do is stop snitches
I remember bein' broke as hell tryin' to wash dishes
Don't get into altercations with me, I'll leave you with stitches
Jewish as it gets, makin' em' knishes
If I got a bill to pay, I'ma send it overseas
And if the FBI is after me, I'll hit em' with the heat
I feel like Klay Thompson, I'ma shoot em' like a three
Syracuse is tripping how you spikin' weed
Always up inside the notes app, I be typin' sweet
Broke a button on a brand new polo tee
I don't really care about him cause he don't know me
Well I'm oh so happy and I'm oh so sweet
Why you so stressed out, don't blow yo heat
2018, daily I wrote four beats
Couldn't find his way home, do you know your street
I don't wanna talk to her, she's so on fleek
Let me get back, brodie, I'ma make my voice higher
Even when I was a kid, know I had some toy fire
Baritone voice, why they put me in a boy choir
Unh, screech all on the road, I enjoy tires
On the real, I'm really wonderin', like, who do I inspire
Hit em' with a air attack, the situation gettin' dire
Stop cappin' it, what
Stop cappin' in your raps, yeah, I know that you a liar