Follow Thru Video (MV)

You don't deserve my type of love lets cut the cord
You always find something to say you insecure
You got that kinda vibe that I just can't support
Why torture our souls when we could let it go?
They said that you
Would never make it close to where you are
They wrong, you proved you strong
We cleanse, we clear
We commit to ourselves with no fear
With no fear
They don't want none
Every time a nigga tryin' be
Another nigga wanna start something
But it's all good cause I know where I'ma end up in the long run
I'ma tell you like they told me, little home better boss up
Little homie better boss up
We run the morrow
Don't fear the follow thru
When you're at an all low
Better get up, better get up
Tell em what you want from me
What you want from me?
Tell em what you want from me
What you want from me?
Tell em what you want from me
Tell em what you want from me
Tell em what you want from me
What you want from me?
Tell em what you want from me
They said that you
Would never make it close to where you are
They wrong, you proved you strong
We cleanse, we clear
We commit to ourselves with no fear
With no fear
They don't want none
Every time a nigga tryin' be
Another nigga wanna start something
But it's all good cause I know where I'ma end up in the long run
I'ma tell you like they told me, little home better boss up
Little homie better boss up
We run the morrow
Don't fear the follow thru
When you're at an all low
Better get up, better get up
Tell em what you want from me
What you want from me?
Tell em what you want from me
All of my life I've bottled myself
Bawled out my eyes and balled up my fist
Niggas gon' pay for all of that time they ordered my time
But hoarded my checks
In hindsight foresights all that I might
Need as the keys for all of my drive
I see the kingdom, all of my dreams are well within reach if I reach within me
Gotta jab, jab, stick up to get my cash quicker
Get off my ass, pick up the gas, the match lit up (I'm on fire)
I'm the octane, the Wiz, gold boy gon' blow up, Bronx made the kid
I'm so fly gotta clear me, want to Cobain me
I'm so ice cold so boy you can't chill me
And the visual concept is criminal content
To kill with the wheel cause I'm steering the process
They said that you
Would never make it close to where you are
They wrong, you proved you strong
We cleanse, we clear
We commit to ourselves with no fear
With no fear
They don't want none
Every time a nigga tryin' be
Another nigga wanna start something
But it's all good cause I know where I'ma end up in the long run
I'ma tell you like they told me, little home better boss up
Little homie better boss up
We run the morrow
Don't fear the follow thru
When you're at an all low
Better get up, better get up
Tell em what you want from me