Hit Me Back (feat. Promrt) Video (MV)

I been at the crib, I been at the crib
Way before all this self-isolation shit
It's just the way I think and the way I live
And its ruined more than a few good relationships
I lost my girl then lost my confidence as consequence
It sounds insane but I swear
My own brain doesn't acknowledge any of my accomplishments
And now it's like I don't know how to react to compliments
I'm working on myself, that's all I can do
If you've ever felt the same, then I'm talking to you
Keep going till they notice when you walk in the room
They were talking their shit, now I'm talking it too, ooh
I'm too blessed to be stressed (That's a lie)
But with my chest, I'm the best (Yeah that's right)
When I say it, there's no questioning why
I'm just strapped with some jets on my quest to be fly
It's been a minute since I seen ya
It's been six months since your last track
I haven't even heard you on features
I didn't know if you still rap
I ain't gonna lie, man I need ya
Coz most of the shit coming out so whack
Last week I belled your number
What's going on? You never hit me back
It's been a minute since I seen ya
It's been six months since your last track
I haven't even heard you on features
I didn't know if you still rap
I ain't gonna lie, I need ya
Coz most of the shit coming out so whack
Last week I belled your number
What's going on? You never hit me back
When I don't reply, yo that's my bad
I try to reply quick as I can
But sometimes I'm busy working on who I am
What's the point in being this fly without a flight plan?
I guessed but never knew it
The best to ever do it
I'm stressed but never blew it
The rest could never do it
I'm next to come and rule it
And rescue all the music
And I'm finally putting it together
You know, feeling good, living better
I think maybe I was numb to it my whole life
But I feel it now more than ever
I'm too blessed to be stressed (That's a lie)
But with my chest, I'm the best (Yeah that's right)
When I say it, there's no questioning why
I'm just strapped with some jets on my quest to be fly
It's been a minute since I seen ya
It's been six months since your last track
I haven't even heard you on features
I didn't know if you still rap
I ain't gonna lie, man I need ya
Coz most of the shit coming out so whack
Last week I belled your number
What's going on? You never hit me back
It's been a minute since I seen ya
It's been six months since your last track
I haven't even heard you on features
I didn't know if you still rap
I ain't gonna lie, I need ya
Coz most of the shit coming out so whack
Last week I belled your number
What's going on? You never hit me back
They just know the face, they just know the name
Carry all this weight on my back, they don't know the strain
They don't know the days I was acting strange
I just said "I'm tired", I was lying, tryna hide the pain
I've seen it all from a young age
Seen niggaz getting wrapped up in the wrong play
Same bruddas getting involved with the gunplay
Going to the church with their marj on a Sunday
Can't watch them
Fake friends? Drop them
Hardest up and coming, better put us in your top ten
Me and Nebz top two, tryna be the top ones
Tryna be a real brudda? Nigga you are not one
Go through it all by myself
Opening up doesn't help
Unless it's all on a track
That's a fact yeah
The chorus, run it back yeah
It's been six months since your last track
I haven't even heard you on features
I didn't know if you still rap
I ain't gonna lie, man I need ya
Coz most of the shit coming out so whack
Last week I belled your number
What's going on? You never hit me back
It's been a minute since I seen ya
It's been six months since your last track
I haven't even heard you on features
I didn't know if you still rap
I ain't gonna lie, I need ya
Coz most of the shit coming out so whack
Last week I belled your number