I Don't Need Video (MV)

I don't know why I done stopped
Had it going with no indication of
Slowing down
Back on my shit
Cuz' I promised my people in heaven
That I'll always hold it down
I'm always the youngin that's up in the circle
The old heads will give you the run around
Something they told me that stuck in my head
Is by staying lowkey with your gun around

I don't need
People saying that I couldn't
Writing music what I really love
So it's f*ck them niggas keep it pushin'

I don't need
People saying that I couldn't
I'm not even in my prime years why they sleeping on me like a cushion

I wanna get to the point where I'm packing my shit for the road
Hop in my bag when I pull out my notes
Imma' roll up some blunts smoke them all in a row
Now I got weed in my lungs
But it help with my mind cuz' the shit I be saying is cold
Put my career on the line
I was wasting my time getting high now I'm back on the road

I'm a product of my city
Humble nigga spittin'
Coming out of philly
I'm a local rapper but I'm kind of filthy
In the studio I'm f*cking up my kidneys,
Drinking Hennessy I'm smoking like a chimney
Distant enemies not tryna' see you winning
Searching remedies I'm stricken with the sickness
I'm the center piece of getting to the riches

I don't need
People saying that I couldn't
I'm not even in my prime years
Why they sleeping on me like a cushion

Niggas will talk about how people grimey but ending up being the same way
Niggas will snitch
And then come to your crib
Rollin spliffs acting like they straight
Kind of f*cked up
Cuz' he knew what he doing he came and bought weed on the same day
Nigga that's balls
And if we would've knew
We was f*ckin you up till ya face breaks

If loc was alive he would grab on his guns
He would play with his glock and his AK
He lived in the trenches
He thought me to whip it
I'm working the wrist till' the pain aches
He got to the money by selling whatever
He often would wake to a pay day
I helped him deliver
Was in it together
Had straps on our waist out in plain day
If he didn't shoot him
If we didn't lose him
I'm up in that crib on the same thang
I saw what had happened right up on the news
I was sick to my stomach it can't change
Done lost my dawgs only one month apart from each other
It's real and the pain aches
I told them I'll make it
I started from basements
I'm eager to see what the fame change

I don't need
People saying that I couldn't
Writing music what I really love
So it's f*ck them niggas keep it pushin'

I don't need
People saying that I couldn't
I'm not even in my prime years
Why they sleeping on me like a cushion

I don't know why I done stopped
Had it going with no indication of slowing down
Back on my shit
Cuz' I promised my people in heaven that I'll always hold it down
I'm always the youngin that's up in the circle
The old heads will give you the run around
Something they told me that stuck in my head
Is by staying lowkey with your gun around

I don't need
People saying that I couldn't
Writing music what I really love
So it's f*ck them niggas keep it pushin'

I don't need
People saying that I couldn't
I'm not even in my prime years
Why they sleeping on me like a cushion