Brodies Video (MV)

If you ain't about the money
Then I'm about to leave
I flourished in the uncertainty
Baby, I'm a dying breed
Okay, I'm rolling like a stoner
Take away the pain
Saved by the holy three
Pussy, money, cocaine
Even living in H-Block with that broke shit
Never altered the plot, stayed focused
Know these snakes got their ways about them
Never rattled, with the pack and I'm all in
Only play for the keeps, we don't play games
Everyone in the crew want the same thing
Want the freedom and hope that the coin brings
Never flipped, I'm a spark to the propane

Thats why I whip around with my brodies
Brodies
Brodies
Same city, same friends, you ask and they know me
Know me
Know me

I said its heavy now
Go for pound for pound

Whole crew 'bout to black out
Touch the count, get the smack down
TSA with the pat down
They look embarrassed with the cash out
Hit the booth, let me lash out
I'm the proof, never back down
Got me tripping then gripping the pen
Splitting the wins with my friends
Waiting 'til they tap out
They don't want smoke
Kind of lit
They throwin' shade
Like what is this?
Like f*ck a diss
I show up, pull up with loaded clip
I'm off the hip
And f*ck the fame, I want one thing
And what is it?
Only want to be like filthy rich
Filthy f*cking rich

Thats why I whip around with my brodies
Brodies
Brodies
Same city, same friends, you ask and they know me
Know me
Know me