Soul food Video (MV)

I got the ones that I keep close
Had to tell my Momma I won't Steep low
Look how low I steep though
Get 'em when they reload
Hear no, see no, speak no evil
Who said that we equal
Who said that we--
Boy I set it off like Bin laden
(set it off like bin laden)
Chris Paul all these bitches I been passing
Damaging my pimp status
Sacrifice my skin for my kin status
See this rap shit boy I'm ill at it
F*ck how you feel bout it
(f*ck how you feel bout it)
Yeah they seen me on my trill and they still doubted
Say we worth a lil fraction
Unpacked baggage on my wheel wagon
Real ratchet shit
(real ratchet)
Father lord forgive me
Father lord forgive me
All the shit that we dun had to do to get this Swiss cheese
Even made excuses just to get the shit we didn't need
Really in a place where if ya chase ya dreams it's risky
Tell me that you'll miss me
Tell me that you'll miss me
Pitching to these label execs we in the big leagues
Asking how much music in the vault I told em six deep
But I'm more than six deep
Holla if you get me
"Ay femi ye about to win bro"
I already been known
Hate the way she always leaving makeup on my pillow
So I got that SZA playin while we fogging up my windows
And the stress got me sittin low puffin on that citgo
That's how this shit go
That's how this shit-
Me and the team,
Me and the team we forever cold
My Unc'll pack ya ashes in an envelope
I promise he'll let it go
I promise he'll let it go BLAH
I know that he'll do it for me
I know that he'll do it for me
Know that he'll BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH
I know that he'll do it for me
Know that he'll do it for me
I know that he'll do it
Yeah he got my back, I got his back, so when it's coming down to family ooh I promise it ain't nothing really to it
I'll keep it g, we rollin deep, but If you spin me then I'm a ballerina It don't matter how you view it
Don't, don't, don't make me get up out this Buick
Of course I gotchu you my nigga don't be stupid
Of course I gotchu you my nigga don't be stupid