Cocaine (Anxiety) Video (MV)

I know that shit been differently lately
Every other time we speak
You be trippin baby
You say in secure
I speak on what I hear
I act on what I know
I sip my potion slow
I'm at my breaking in point
Can't even roll no joint
Imma give you what you want
Tie my boot and punt it
It's like walk-in in the rain with no unbrella
Or ridin no ac in this hot weather trap
I haven't been the truest and I admit that
My guilty mind speaking I hear you out for a get back
Fighting with you daily baby
It get old
I was less stress back when a nigga sold
All this cociane all this blow
Trappers hit my door
Them junkies hit my phone
They need more
I can take nun and make it sumn
And have it sold
Bad memories for a bad bitch a make ya heart so cold