Courtside Video (MV)

(Bankhead, what's happenin', nigga?)
(And my music's so- Majorx)

I sat back and I was thinking to myself, like what the f*ck wrong? (The f*ck wrong?)
Feel like my head gone (head gone)
But this shit here can't get no realer
This shit here only get bigger when I fall down (fall down)
No one to call on (call on)

Ayy
Sittin' with that G-lock in the back
Bae, you know what it is, I'm on my mac shit
Ayy, sittin' courtside with a stack
Ayy, flew through TSA with that pack with me

G'd up, strapped up too
I'm a young fly nigga
Pressure, bitch, I swear to god
Got enough ammo for to kick off a world war
Trauma f*cked me up, but I ain't doing wrong
I been holdin' on

Heart broke, but I'm still breathin' 'cause I wrapped it
Bad bitch still on my side, I'm a savage
Turnt up, going wherever life tell me to go
F*cked up 'cause a lot of shit I just don't know
Might change a thang or two
I rage every time I think of you
I'm lookin' at you like my rider in my coupe
Check my big brother, the survivor, what you wan' do?
Since a lil' nigga, I been hustlin', thinkin' 'bout coming up
Straight out the bottom, I'm a mastermind runnin' that money up
Tuckin' my chopper, we secure this shit, no taking nothin' from us
And if I f*ck with you, I f*ck with you, no faking it with us (OBN)

I sat back and I was thinking to myself, like what the f*ck wrong? (The f*ck wrong?)
Feel like my head gone (head gone)
But this shit here can't get no realer
This shit here only get bigger when I fall down (I fall down)
No one to call on (call on)

Ayy
Sittin' with that G-lock in the back (in the back)
Bae, you know what it is, I'm on my mac shit
Ayy, sittin' courtside with a stack (with a stack)
Ayy, flew through TSA with that pack with me (that pack with me)

They know I'm a soldier (a soldier)
They know I overcame, I overcame the struggle (the struggle)
Ten feet in the gutter
I try to change my ways, I pray everyday for my brothers
Can't turn around
I got so high up in the air it ain't no coming down (no coming down)
Big dawg, never listen to the run around (the run around)
I done got so hot, I f*cked around and brung the summer out (summer out)
I been on my top and I do not know what to call it

I sat back and I was thinking to myself, like what the f*ck wrong? (The f*ck wrong?)
Feel like my head gone (head gone)
But this shit here can't get no realer
This shit here only get bigger when I fall down (I fall down)
No one to call on (call on)

Ayy
Sittin' with that G-lock in the back
Bae, you know what it is, I'm on my mac shit
Ayy, sittin' courtside with a stack (with a stack)
Ayy, flew through TSA with that pack with me (that pack with me)