2 Slow Video (MV)

(We good, we live)
Too slow too slow
Too slow too slow
Now I gotta move on
(Turn the headphones up)
Move on Move on
Move on Move on
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Yeah
They wanna see me fall off
But I could never fall off
Taking a vacation to a place we never thought of
Only obligation is to make it nothing short of
Draw my inspiration from the faces that's going to show up
Hate behind my back but in my face they wanna show love
Post-traumatic stressing from them days that was so rough
Yoshi you my angel when you left me I was tore up
And now I hear the whispers from the devil on my shoulder
Telling me to kill
Trynna talk me into deals
Im just trynna find the words so I can show you how I feel
Everything I write is gold man I done felt this shit for years
Telling me that I won't make it telling me I won't prevail
But I'm on to that
Snakes all in the grass like where the warning at
Part time minimum wage man I need more than that
Spotlight all on stage bitch I was born to rap
Dreams way big to fade I thought I told you that yeah
Yeah I thought I told you that
Don't make me take it from you like you owe me that
Them bitches I was writing never wrote me back
I guess you blocked your blessings now its slow for that yeah
Too slow too slow
Too slow too slow
Now I gotta move on
Move on move on
Move on move on
Cuss when you falling down
They never hold you down
Them n*ggas in my corner they was no where to be found
Aint wanna show me love but I bet they show me now
Aint reaching for these n*ggas I'm just reaching for the crown
Yeah these n*ggas too slow
Too slow Too slow
Too slow too slow
Now I gotta move on
Move on move on
Move on move on
Lately I've been feeling overwhelmed
F*ck you and your secrets n*gga keep it to yourself
F*ck all they opinions give a f*ck bout how you feel
F*ck your two cents if it aint going towards the bill
Ima take these demons that's around me give em hell oh yeah
Going through it gotta keep it to myself (Uh huh)
Opportunity Im ringing on the bell oh yeah
F*ck it ima have to break into the house (uh huh)
And tell em Im so sorry that
I can never call em back
I've been working on myself I promise nothing wrong with that
Hanging with them n*ggas that aint moving yeah Im done with that
Running laps around em got me feeling like a running back
Yeah too slow
Too slow too slow
Too slow too slow
Now I gotta move on
Move on move on
Move on move on
Cuss when you falling down
They never hold you down
Them n*ggas in my corner they was no where to be found
Aint wanna show me love but I bet they show me now
Aint reaching for these n*ggas Im just reaching for the crown
Yeah these n*ggas too slow
Too slow too slow
Too slow too slow
Now I gotta move on
Move on move on
Move on move on
Oh yeah
Aye, Aye, Aye
Oh yeah
Aye, Aye