Check in (feat. Chinni) Video (MV)

Yung nigga from the trenches
I rap about it cuz I live it
You window shopping cuz you can't afford it
You only rap about it cuz u saw it
This for my real niggaz touching paper
Saying piffy ain't the one then u a f*cking hater
Talking bout u put in work but u a weirdo
We got the town lit so who the home town heros
We in the club every night & every city
Either trap going crazy or its feeling like I'm diddy
New Foreigns that will make your bitch marvel
100 bottles baby we dnt need no sparkles
My yung nigga shoot em out his truck fit
I'm stuck with what I'm stuck with cuz I don't suck dick
And I don't listen to radio man I'm done w that
Put my gun in his mouth & make em mumble rap
I'm on the road to the riches
And we don't chase hits, liquor or bitches
So don't wanna end up missing
You better do your history nigga know who you dissing
Now let me tell you where I'm at in my life
10 years two kids I been had me a wife
She used to claim me on her income tax
Now it's red bottoms & Louie bags
Niggaz dissing they kids it's really sad cuz
I just wanted to be a better father then my dad was
Nigga u brought me in this world I ain't have a choice
Another child of the ghetto who won't have a voice
As far as the teAm we all litty my niggaz is all good
I can't wait for the first tour I'm bringing the whole hood
I wanna do this shit right so we can eat for life
Put the fam first that's called sacrifice
Shit that's the only shit that matters
Turning the page to another chapter
It's a bunch pain behind the laughter
Its crazy I lost my nigga to asthma I had me f*cked up
You know what makes this shit harder
Is he left two daughters without a father
See ever night my son was turning up
So now his energy going to live thru us
Niggaz hating I remember the conversations
You would kick some fly shit I used it as motivation
Just trying to pull myself together
2 fingers in the sky I'm reppinh Chinni boys forever