Mind of Menace Video (MV)

Remember dem talkin
Been doin different
No tension I'm eyeing the vision
Yo homie say he block
Spilling tea in his talk
While boys out here fanta lean sipping
Ian been tripping
Wan catch me slippin
Tunnel vision
Gon fix it
Just count up the digits
Been flippin in tension
He say he gon split it
Extension
Dat shot had another one missing.
Guess I missed it
Being optimistic
Costa fitted
Peeked intentions
So conflicted
Slow resistant
Flow consistant
No revision
Code explicit
Dont submit it
Mind of menace
High I'm lifted
Time is ticking
Rhyme been gifted
Nine been clickin
Climb the limits
Flying out in no plane
I hit My flight attendant
I needa find an ordain
The type of life I'm living
Never listened to presentation
Been the realest
Since b4 I was realest
They rolled the clip
And caught him from Surveillance
Scroll the page
And flip buns
Checkin minimum wages
Now the homie
Got some charges he's facing
Instead of checkin checks
Now He out checkin court Cases
Remember stumpin feds
Man we Wasnt having no patience
We jackin the lace
In chains banes
Mane from the chain to the A List
They said wont make it
But I already tamed it
If we hit a stain
I'm keeping it sane
On me imma tweak wit da gang
Speaking too much cuz its F
Ederal
Choppa been ready for
Anyone playin the game
I just pulled up to her crib
Put in work hurt her ribs
And then shawty gon gemme The brain
Pressure on pressure
No lesser
It ain't nunin special
Fr this that life b4 fame
I been in field on attack
Dey got semis nd macs
Witta tac
Cuz We ain cutting slack
Till I make a new rack
Bring a bundle
We stand back to back
On da flat
I got homies gats
Rat tat tat tat tat
To his back
Hit the snap back
And we Finna put anuda
Hunned onna dash
Witta fat patch
Hitta running reckless for a bill
Like its aflac
Semi dropped another off his heel
Hit da last batch
I just make em dance like kubo
Bollin wit my dawgs like cujo
Shawty drop it down like sumo
Talkin really ian worried what u know
And he breathin all his flavs no fructose
They just hit a 3 0 on my new post
Might just gotta eat out no blue coast
Nd he flexin wit his poles no cootoes
Keep a stick in my corner
If he running up
I heard y'alls boys hit a lick
U ain run me nun
Put a clip to his gut
Like a tummy tuck
Up the truck
Got him running like he forest gump
Painting out the pave like Frida
I be killin rap ain't singing Alsina
Murder everybody onna forum John Cena
Had to get into it
When dem boys tried to knee him
Getting too high
Burn up sativa
Cheated on my back
When u said u dont need em
Taking all dis perkies
Swear to God my homie fiend dem
If that bittie never on da slide
Den u should leave
Just dont keep them
I switched the game
When they thought I was frontin
U fixed yo face
When u saw I was buzzin
Cartiers peekin
Lay low it's no lovin
Watch how u speakin
I'm something from nothing