Hukuna Matata Video (MV)

I'm steady stressing y'all don't have a clue
Class is in sesh when I step in the booth
Sauce last forever I stay with the juice
Smoke out his mind and then down it with booze
Close to rewind it his diamonds approved
Heart in his stomach his mind on the loose
F*ck how you steppin I'm steppin in boots can't f*ck up my shoes so I buy em in two
His time runnin out and his life on the line (I know you hear that drumroll)
He could save himself but he just wasting time (and I know what I can control)
Expressin the pain that he felling inside
Cut people off cuz he tired of lies
Emotions are mixed I ain't f*ckin surprised
I want him dead or that boy onna rise

First time recording a song and I'm young as a bitch you gon see that I don't need no help
(When you alone put yo trust in nobody don't worry bout no nigga)
Bitch you step by yourself
(I ain't no killer but if you want smoke then it's up with me nigga)
You gon die by yourself
(If you claiming that life and you clutchin that rod put yo trust in that trigger)
You gon ride by yourself

Pancakin I'm sippin on maple I'm sleepy like babies in cradles
I'm tippin these tables this pistol I squeeze it like Plato
I need all these pesos I run it then fly to Barbados

You kno I travel with bandz in me nigga
No ion have nomo friends with me nigga
Them boys ain't shit take a glance at these niggas
No you do not stand a chance with me nigga

Steady take notes when I ride with the hittas got og's around me some of em militias
Grew up a monkey turned into gorilla
All I ever wanted was money li nigga

Big rip to my nigga Dee f*ck they put my nigga to rest
You playing with me I put this on bros f*ck it bitch imma cave in yo chest
Off on these niggas then back to the rest
Thinking this bullshit relieving my stress
He seen a bullet go right through his neck
Pray on my life and I hope I ain't next

Look and I see how that shit go uh
I knew that shit from the getgo uh
Drip be to fresh like a mento uh
Say bro lets roll a extendo uh

I ain't in that shit for the drama
Don't call if it ain't bout no commas
Shid I might walk on stage with a choppa
Gotta nine on me if you want problems
You on Shit that I ain't got the time fa
Imma dog bitch don't pull on my collar
He keeping in all of his feelings
Cuz the true him gon bring out a monsta
I got tray I got jay I got thomas
I got bill and li Wendell that follow
Leave you chewing yo gums like a toddler
When it's over hakuna matata