Flakka Video (MV)

Yea
(Real Shit Over Punchlines)
If u ain't bumping no real shit, please turn dat shit off
(Haaa)

I'm sitting reminiscing, back when I was just a child
I was running all through Florida like I ain't nobody's Child
Always on a mission, my child hood was always thrilling
Saw my best friend Mama laid out in the kitchen
Legs twitching, eyes rolled she was foaming out the mouth
Curiosity made us wanna see wat thats about, da zombies talking
She then starts coughing, we run to the room go straight to the closet
My best friend whispers that she does this often
She takes one hit then she freeze to get lost in
The sky, I done seen my best friend cry
Stuttering his words man my mama gonna die
Sick of the lies, that she tells Everytime
Always promise to her kids she Gon quit never tries
He said that he caught her in the whip toothing lines
Appearance looking rough but she thinks she Devine
Everything was good it fell off and untwined
I never told a soul, stick a needle in my eye
Always spoiled me with goods I'm forever Tellin lies
Ain't have a game cube i still got da courtside
Filled us with treats, everyday was a prize
Ma will never know wat I seen with these eyes
This shit here real I ain't just spitting rhymes
(YEA) my name says it all n my bars will define it
(Real)