Blackout Video (MV)

Black out
What am I on
Came with a bitch
And then left with a hoe
And I never came home
Shorty about to
Crash out
What am I on
Too many bitches
And not enough riches
Just give me a loan
Pass out
And I see the
Demons
What am I on
Filling my mind and they
Fillings my lungs and they
Filling my high and they
Filling my gun
Breathe in
What am I on
Might just pay jesus a visit
To listen and play him this song
Cleaning up another bitches mess
Maybe that's the reason I'm depressed
Maybe money made me feeling stressed
Pocket naked but she's wearing less
Bitches dripping she ain't even dressed
On her knees she ain't even blessed
Double d's shorty failing tests
Always dreaming I ain't even rest
One for my pockets never being filled
Two for my niggas dead or in the jail
Three for the bitches that just keep it real
Four for the niggas I might have to kill
Five for the hoes that be digging gold
Six for the soul that I never sold
Seven for my baggage now I'm on the road
Eight for my bitches I like f*cking hoes
Only way to cope
Bring her to the bed
I might need a boat
Then she give me head
Ex is on the phone
He gone end up dead
Green is pretty low
But I'm seeing red
Taking frustrations out
I got no patience now
I got a 50 round
Might demonstrate it now
Niggas is trash
And I might just take him out
Cash in a drought
Thought I would make it out
I was hella close
Well I was closer than kamala getting my vote
This gotta be a joke
About to make it out
Then demons come around a pull with a rope
Running outta hope
Running outta dope
So I got to cope
Making bitches choke
Making panties soak
I might write a note
Right before I die
Right before I go
Black out
What am I on
Came with a bitch
And then left with a hoe
And I never came home
Shorty about to
Crash out
What am I on
Too many bitches
And not enough riches
Just give me a loan
Pass out
And I see the
Demons
What am I on
Filling my mind and they
Fillings my lungs and they
Filling my high and they
Filling my gun
Breathe in
What am I on
Might just pay jesus a visit
To listen and play him this song
I just need to rest
Or just give me sex
Pillow talking shorty said that I'm the best
Lack of recognition making her upset
Laying on my chest
Playing wit her breast
If her nigga call
I'm get the tech
All I need is one shot
Then he dead
We gone need a mop
Cleaning up his head
Shorty never stop
F*cking me instead
One o'clock
Two o'clock
Three o'clock
Four Time is running out
Death is knocking at the door
Five o'clock
Six o'clock
Seven and eight
Running out of patience
God is telling me to wait
God I don't get it
You wasting my time
Tired of bitches
You sending me dimes
But I need million millions of mines
What is my limit
You sending me rhymes
I might settle for committing a crime
Giving autographs but I need a sign
Cross on my chain but you crossing the line
Seeing my pain but you're going blind
What happened to my life
Where'd the money go
I just need a knife
Jesus take my soul
Black out
What am I on
Came with a bitch
And then left with a hoe
And I never came home
Shorty about to
Crash out
What am I on
Too many bitches
And not enough riches
Just give me a loan
Pass out
And I see the
Demons
What am I on
Filling my mind and they
Fillings my lungs and they
Filling my high and they
Filling my gun
Breathe in
What am I on
Might just pay jesus a visit
To listen and play him this song
What am I on
Came with a bitch
And then left with a hoe
And I never came home
Shorty about to
What am I on
Too many bitches
And not enough riches
Just give me a loan
Pass out
And I see the
What am I on
Filling my mind and they
Fillings my lungs and they
Filling my high and they
Filling my gun
What am I on
Might just pay jesus a visit
To listen and play him this song