Top Down (feat. Kyle Corum & Alyce Whyte) Video (MV)

I got a lot to prove and not to you it's not a lot that's new to me
And not a lot that you could do to me I'm seasoned
I'm still alive but barely breathing what's the reason
Mustard seed I'm reaping what I sowed and what I'm owed I'm holding
Keep the change see we don't speak the same
I speak in tongues my lungs are leaking
Spent the weekend weakened we can stay
Angry in our chambers dang we something dangerous
Hang me with the gang or saint me with the satanists
I'm the little brother who still utters the name of Cain
Curses it and worships it imperfect as the name of game
Sacrifice I'm playing I ain't paying nearly half the price
Past the lights through the dark and out the stars I'm acting like
You won't ever see another like me
A-K-H same face same Nikes, Running this
Make you wonder why you wanted this
Hundred fists truffaut, 4 blows each
Young Zuko with new clothes but more so preaching
Enter new flow and let the roof go screech

And this is top down rolling through the city
Nights been getting cold is getting old to you
I'm pretty sure it's not how you thought that it should go
Had to do it anyway shit I thought that you should know
This is top down rolling through the city
Nights been getting cold is getting old to you
I'm pretty sure

I tell her how it is tell her how it isn't
Living on the edge I got tunnel vision
Spend my time alone without nobody missing
But now I'm all alone there's somebody missing
You my motherf*cking bread bowl
First step in the end zone, first text when I get home
My make-believe my stencil the story I can free hand with a pencil oh
But baby you was there no hesitation that's my safety net
I wish that I could replicate the way you were that's heaven-sent
But baby you was there no hesitation that's my safety net
I wish that I could replicate the way you were that's heaven-sent

Tell me how we live forever
I can never break or settle
Got some past relationships that make me anxious
Hating shit I'm made for this
Losing trust and breaking shit
Don't face me with complacency
And frankly I've been facing me and facing all I hate to be
Sensitive and militant don't give a f*ck but give a shit
In and out I'm up and down a peasant with a throne and crown
I'm present but I'm lost and found
Marigold and past it round
So how the f*ck I fall in love with breaking all these women down
Love my mama hate these bitches
Dressed in rags I talk in riches
Spit a bar and broke my tooth watch out who you talking to
All I know is rapping, booths the only time I tell the truth
Sorry I don't trust myself so why should I be trusting you
Dealing with my own pain why should I give up to you
I produce my own rain who done gave the sun to you
Feeling I'm too passive and I live in apparatus
All my niggas tired of acting y'all done turned me to a savage
Bitch