War Video (MV)

I missed about a year and a half doing a dance with the devil
No I ain't talking bout Satan, but drugs in which I would revel
I pent up feelings for years from abuse from all of my peers
But now I'm making this music, and they start turning their ears
Had trouble getting started, was always broken-hearted
Every day they beat me to a pulp and then retarded
"What's the cost in him? It's just his autism"
10-year-old me threw up his fists and the point got lost in him
I started running and gunning my way to the end of the race
My life is finding replacements for things I probably should chase
My parents raised me in Raleigh, but I came of age in Durham
Nothing in my life, I worked hard and got there and earned em
All my immature vices, that's why blood pressure rises
Ain't no day in the sun I wanna be on devices
Delete my tweets, start again. Y'all thought that I reached the end
It's no more breaking my back, y'all motherf*ckers get bent
One day I'll make me a million and then I'll cop me a ceiling
And book regular flights, so my bro won't be in his feelings
And all the plot holes filling with my cash that I reel in
Cause Imma cop me some commas by bringing all of the real in
My city got guns popping, last year I kept bar hopping
Treated classes like death, I just kept on dropping
Now I got the lenses on my eyes and my work ain't stopping
Got better with every record, I just keep on topping
I ain't a god in the game, but I sure as f*ck ain't flopping
The day I leave Greensboro for some better options
I'll get a crib in Atlanta, someplace I can just box in
And keep myself in the corner, and keep these beats on rocking
Last year the parking deck had my name on it
I fantasized about suicide, now I'm off that shit
This verse a "f*ck you" to those who say I won't make hits
Cause now I got my name on albums and I ain't gonna quit
Go and give me a challenge, throw me off of my balance
I got eagles' talons, you can go see what happens
If you was trying to f*ck with me, just keep the keg tapping
Cause I am drunk off this feeling that I'm the best in the South

God f*cked up my speech, and now I'm a booking actor
I worked for years to be part of the game, but it didn't factor
So now I'm making my moves, I'm getting my traction
So no one out of my circle is gonna come for my faction
I got problems with the way I'm running everything
My f*cked up metaphors, they'll be the end of me
My consequences never seemed to help me sleep at night
And I got trophy dreams, I only came to fight
Meet me in my studio, we can make a deal
The world's a ring and I K.O. so I can pay my bills
I'm done with petty drama, I'm done with all of these kids
Y'all can't do what I do, so wait with talking shit
I put this work in, I'm rocking blue collar
I'm working with my music, so I could make me a dollar
Panic attacks stack, my back's cracked I scream and holler
Y'all just fake f*cks, tell me why I should bother
One day I'm working with heroes, and I won't fantasize
I got the same effort you see in my old man's eyes
I'll work with Michael B. Jordan cause I'm a franchise
I drop a beat so hard you need to sanitize
I write these verses with slurs and curses, murder it
I write my own shit, no lyric burglary
Finished tapes in a week, and go and turn it in
This game is now my match, and now there's no more learning it
I used to be guilt trippin, and now I ain't guilt ridden
Forgave myself for what I don't now, now I ain't pill sippin
All my people around me inducing these ill-feelings
So now I'm running alone, ain't no time to feel bitter
I am an E.G.O.T. in the making, can't be moderate
So if I hear some shady shit I just abolish it
Ma said be good to my peers, but I can't bother it
All the revenge for the past - I want all of it
Y'all always petty f*ck, so I can meet you there
Y'all act exactly the same, I'm the requisite air
My lungs has also got smoke, from fire here in this track
Y'all just keep on watching, I'm busy winning this plaques