Still Washed Video (MV)

I'm still washed, I'm still washed up, I'm still washed, Aye
So much thoughts without the talent to express it, I'm finna write a song about how I can't write songs, this shit get stressin
Too much goin' on, I'm tryna right my wrongs, All these questions
I won't find no answers in this bitch thong, I'm dead wrong
Free Palestine, Jewish money long like Nicodemus
Tryna make it out in any way since I was a fetus
Out the womb, out the school, out the house I'm tryna get up off the couch and stuff some money in my
Pouch, and it's Goyard, I got some old hoes that hit my line and say you so hard
I got some old bros that ask me why I don't use old bars
Aye, but look though
I'm tired of feelin' like I'm so close but so far
Don't got motivation, everyday like a vacation Sittin' home procrastinatin, that's why niggas never go far
And I'm niggas, it's sad to say
I woke up on Saturday, said Imma change my life today Imma cop some ice today
Home alone, I'm writin' songs, don't got time to masturbate
Gotta make some cash today, too much hoes I'm tryna date
Too much cars I'm tryna race
Shoot for stars, I'm up in space
I want stars up in my wraith
And I want different bad bitches comin' through like everyday
And I want all my niggas sittin' at the table with a plate
And if they work hard with me, Imma make sure they ate
Make sure they eat
I know that I'm better than my peers, don't give no f*ck about my degrees
Niggas sayin' they my friend, don't give a f*ck about me
It's niggas sayin' they my kin, but I'm an only child
Villain gang, I'm really wild, I'm losin' it
Benz truck, I'm cruisin' it
Church boy, but all my homies terrorists, they shootin' shit
Diamonds flash, call that shit a terror-wrist, it's bangin
Real Jamaican bitch, she can't even speak good, she twangin
Her body bangin, and she up fye, she be body baggin
Aye, let me stop playin, uh
So much thoughts without the talent to express it
Finna write a song, bout how I can't write songs
This shit get stressin, it's too much goin' on
I'm tryna right my wrongs, all these questions
I won't find no answers in this bitch thong, I'm dead wrong, uh
Free Palestine, Jewish money, I look like Nicodemus
Aye, I'm still washed