Its Dark Out Video (MV)

Bloody summer, Blood nights
Ain't no gun shots warnings
Ain't no tears, Just revenge
Ain't no f*cking morning
Spring clean these F*ck N***as
Bullets steady pouring
Young N***as
Dying under 18
Ain't it alarming
To these f*ck N***as
Steady exploiting
Now Put yo Mind
Into the shit that's important
N***as whipping in a stolo
Outstanding warrants
N***as on the Corner
Selling work to these junkies
They snorting

Robberies up on that blvd
Ain't Got no patience
Black Macs
Black hoodies
Sound like a Home invasion
I'm trynna live my life stress free
Like a f*cking mason
Arson charges
Up on a f*ck N***a cremation
Bitches cherry popped
On corners
Bunch of lost stems
Walking lick an ATM
I f*ckin' dashed off
4am she on them drugs
And now her mask off
4am I f*ck this bitch
And then I dashed out
Gun shot warnings and blank faces
Now My mask on
Ain't no love left in my heart
Yea That shit past gone
Ain't no love for no enemy
Yea That shit gone
I do my own dirt
These niggas ain't to count on
Wake up every morning to siren
And Choppas f*ck flying
These N***as dying left and right
I'm tired of f*cking crying
These N***as slanging bones
Then riot
Who the f*ck supply it?
These N***as losing pounds
Off the coke
Ain't talking bout diets
N***as selling they souls
For chains 30 bands
Trap N***as Run through yo
Spot like the Taliban
These N***as snitching on they potna
When shit hit the fan
I don't f*ck with these N***as
Like the Klu Klux Klan
Black hoodie
Black glock
Black force
Split his wig
Like a married
Getting divorce and
You N***as rookies
Y'all N***as Pussies
Y'all ain't bout shit
You N***as flawed
Like the ass
On Instagram chicks

Time well spent
You know that shit was wasted
I'm blowing up more
Than Osama and Al Quada
You N***as outdated
And over saturated
Bitch I am underrated
Bitch y'all are overrated
You See I kid like foster
See I murder yo roster
See my flow hit like hooks
From a punch from Tyson
See I'm trapping more souls
Than N***as name Bryson
I'm a chef to these N***as
By they stay biting

I got these new hoes
I got these new flows
I got these clothes
I got these new woah
I got these new bitches
I got these new riches
I got a higher ceiling
You N***as are my children
I don't care for no clout
I don't care about bout fame
I don't care bout no other N***a
That shit really lame
Don't care bout no labels
Don't care bouta name
See Don't care bout no bitches
See It's come with no gain
I don't pop no molly
I don't sip no lean
I don't pop no xan
I don't sniff no keys
I don't pop no beans
See Its a trending thing
See that shit beyond me
See it ain't my thing
See look
I been through depression
Felt like a down time
I do this music shit to cope
With my damn mind
I been through a lot of bullshit but the time flies
I do this music shit it's my up
And my down time