Golden Room Video (MV)

I been going too fast and I'm not stopping
Imagine being the hardest and not dropping
Got options but I'm acting impatient like I don't know it
And I hate when you love me and not show it
Let these niggas know its over for them
Got their skeleton in a box willing to show it to them
Shrimp shelled with linguine I'm in the Golden Room
Niggas gave me excuses, I'll never owe it to them
I'm 'bout to break communication I need open room
Because they always somehow coming soon but they going soon
I could be in front of homeroom and niggas still wouldn't even know that I was schooling them
I charge it to the game I'm never charging for my tutelage, true to it
I never played the part if I was new to it, rooted in
Real world situations, praise come with them Judases
Bliss befallen on doofuses, I can't love you while I'm close
FaceTime till it's 2%, I can still hear in your tone
What I do to go through this shit
I thought we started over?
And it's so much on my mind that
I would rewind it, but this the only thing that give my time back
Before we had our arguments about the context
It's still times I want thugging with Quran back
And me and DJ hit the streets like two linebackers
I can feel the pain like it's '94 and I just hit my peak and reached the 4th spot on the charts
And tell truth or lie cause I know both hide in the dark
And I get so high when I spark till I can know God when I'm off
And I take both lanes I park cause you can't f*ck with me
If you can match my vibe and ease my pain then you stuck with me
I'm telling you
And it's about things that I share with you
We forever long as we remain relatable
I ain't really tripping all that other shit debatable
But it's the same response to everything that I say to you
That I'm going too fast and I'm not stopping
Imagine being the hardest and not dropping
Got options but I'm acting impatient like I don't know it
And I hate when you love me and not show it
Let these niggas know its over for them
Got their skeleton in a box willing to show it to them
Shrimp shelled with linguine I'm in the Golden Room
Niggas gave me excuses, I'll never owe it to them
At all
But why you tripping? Like how I'm supposed to know
If your punishment regression how we supposed to grow?
I go through all my transgressions with acknowledgement
But I'm questioning apologies accepted cause you make it out as if your cooperation a blessing
Why we stressing 'bout this petty shit, why you always late, why you always second guessing shit?
I can take the game and run it late like David Letterman
If I get in the post, man you better have a poster you gone sell that shit
I keep it cool, frigidly rigid on these niggas like I came to luge and I was from Jamaica
And I was right to play the fool, you rinsed off all your makeup
Making loved ones easier to lose and answered all my prayers, hold up...
I'm too cognizant, and this what healing all your problems and your trauma get
Cause being down is only cool when you on top of it
Just let me tell them cause the life that I was living wasn't up
It was the opposite
I been going too fast and I'm not stopping
Imagine being the hardest and not dropping
Got options but I'm acting impatient like I don't know it
And I hate when you love me and not show it
Let these niggas know its over for them
Got their skeleton in a box willing to show it to them
Shrimp shelled with linguine I'm in the Golden Room
Niggas gave me excuses, I'll never owe it to them
Nah, at all