Interlude Video (MV)

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Mmm
On this side
I ain't into guessin'
I ain't into stressin'
I had good intentions
But they always twisted
I got pressure in my lungs, the blunt I ripped it
I might bless him with these drugs i'm up, i'm lifted
I ain't got too much money on me but i'm in here
I ain't got too much lovin' for ya, it disappeared
Too much pride to make it right, you was like f*ck that
Too much time you threw aside, damn what was that
Thought you was my dawg for life, I can't trust that
Niggas so flawed I seen the light, now I can't come back
Tendencies like broads and mice, you do stuff that
Make me mad that I tried, to rerun that
Niggas be bad with that spite
Different life
Hoes choose, draft night
It's a vibe
Woah who, cash right
Livin' life
Tofu, niggas light
I'm in the light
Nigga hit this right
I'ma buss these swerves
I be up all night
Smokin' hella gas
Tried to put 'em on
They was on they ass
They ain't wanna grow
So I had to go
Double up fasho
Bubble on the low
Never stop ya flow
Went from breaking onions down to breaking bows
Member Mickey had 'em singing to that froze
Just a matter of time, I get 'em in and gone
I got real cousins locked right up the road
I got lil mama wanting to suck my soul
I got real trauma stuck up in my dome
We can't settle for nothin', that ain't how we mold
Smokin' up on this dutchie got me feeling gone
Need to talk to God, been a minute since we spoke
But when I think about it, that's a lie fasho'
All these blessings raining down on me it's pouring
I can see the hate it's seeping out ya pores
Nigga like me be making money moves and more
I'm just creating, cake and smashin' hoes like s'mores
Heeding everything they say in relation to open doors
When you look inside that's how you open yours
I done did a lot but I never hate at all
I don't understand how a nigga make that call
I dont
Rely on replies to
My phone
I preside
No weak side
In my fold
Yee haw
I'm riding and sliding
On my own
On my soul
I ain't into guessin'
I ain't into stressin'
I had good intentions
But they always twisted
I got pressure in my lungs, the blunt I ripped it
I might bless him with these drugs i'm up, i'm lifted
I ain't got too much money on me but i'm in here
I ain't got too much lovin' for ya, it disappeared
Too much pride to make it right, you was like f*ck that
Too much time you threw aside, damn what was that
Thought you was my dawg for life, I can't trust that
Niggas so flawed I seen the light, now I can't come back
Tendencies like broads and mice, you do stuff that
Make me mad that I tried, to rerun that
Niggas be bad with that spite
Different life
Hoes choose, draft night
It's a vibe
Woah who, cash right
Livin' life
Tofu, niggas light
I'm in the light