How I Came Up Video (MV)

I ain't gon cap bruh
I been going through a whole lot
You feel me?
You gon' be alright
You sure?
Fasho
Thinking bout how I done came up
Thinking bout how I done came up
Thinking bout how I done came up
Thinking bout how I done came up
Gotta stack my change up
I ain't worried bout being famous
I just want the paper
And my bro just like the ice cream truck, he got them flavors
I remember I was broke out here asking for favor
They'll smile up in your face
And talk about you later
I was blind but now I see
They just some f*ckin haters
I just really want the money
Can't take it from me
I was outside with the junkies
Posted up like mummies
Thought my bro gon' hold me down
He ain't keep it a hunnid
But I hope he live the good life
Live in abundance
I'm just tryna live the good life
Stack up the hunnids
If you speak on D.G.E
Then you know that we gunnin
No Cannon we drummin
And I know
Yeah
How this shit really go
Yeah
And I know
Yeah
I'm just tryna make it home
Where were you when I was down bad in them trenches?
Where were you when all my dawgs start goin' to prison?
You sold my heart and you ain't give me no commission
I'm starting to think that you was really out to get me
Bitch you trippin
And I know
Yeah
How this shit really go
Yeah
And I know
Yeah
I'm just tryna make it home
Thinking bout how I done came up
Gotta stack my change up
I ain't worried bout being famous
I just want the paper
And my bro just like the ice cream truck, he got them flavor
I remember I was broke out here asking for favor
They'll smile up in your face
And talk about you later
I was blind but now I see
They just some f*ckin haters
I just really want the money
Can't take it from me
I was outside with the junkies
Posted up like mummies
Thought my bro gon' hold me down
He ain't keep it a hunnid
But I hope he live the good life
Live in abundance
I'm just tryna live the good life
Stack up the hunnids
If you speak on D.G.E
Then you know that we gunnin
No Cannon we drummin
And I know
Yeah
How this shit really go
Yeah
And I know
Yeah
I'm just tryna make it home
Where were you when I was down bad in them trenches?
Where were you when all my dawgs start goin' to prison?
You sold my heart and you ain't give me no commission
I'm starting to think that you was really out to get me
Bitch you trippin
And I know
Yeah
How this shit really go
Yeah
And I know
Yeah
I'm just tryna make it home
Thinking bout how I done came up
Gotta stack my change up
I ain't worried bout being famous
I just want the paper
And my bro just like the ice cream truck, he got them flavor
I remember I was broke out here asking for favor
They'll smile up in your face
And talk about you later
I was blind but now I see
They just some f*ckin haters
I just really want the money
Can't take it from me
I was outside with the junkies
Posted up like mummies
Thought my bro gon' hold me down
He ain't keep it a hunnid