Astrology (feat. Ron Da Don) Video (MV)

I done seen every type of cross, I should go coach the NBA
I done seen the back door, get front door, double triple cross
Been loyal to the wrong people, shit, my bad, it wasn't what I thought it was
You know I'm a son of a gun, one of them ones, nigga, I'm jackie son

I'ma top tier nigga, walk in, some people I don't acknowledge
Switch the climate, I'm the chillest nigga walkin' the way I move, smooth polished
Tryin' to keep up with a real nigga, momentum, he crashed demolished
Always standin' up, cause I stand for somethin', since a shorty to the tallest

I feel like talkin' shit, no training wheels, rolling off X, poppin' a perc
I ain't gon' lie, when I pop out, Im on my shit, I know they hurt
Same people, you clickin' up with, they be broken until the first
I coulda showed you how to put the drip on, but your pockets dry of thirst

I am the way he really wanna be, cause I stand by my policy
When a rapper rob a robber, it becomes a tragic comedy
I'm back in that vibe, beast mode, I gotta up the velocity
I'm ready forever, comin' with it, could go either way, possibly

No way in hell they stoppin' me, all in traffic in a hotbox
Told my niggas, spin somethin', cause nigga, why not
Yeah, they already mad, ha-ha, gotta keep it in they face, ain't no bye-bye
It's gon' burn hit your face, hot fries , tryna teach a nigga, listen, uh-uh

I done seen every type of cross, I should go coach the NBA
I done seen the back door, get front door, double triple cross
Been loyal to the wrong people, shit, my bad, it wasn't what I thought it was
You know I'm a son of a gun, one of them ones, nigga, I'm jackie son

I'ma top tier nigga, walk in, some people I don't acknowledge
Switch the climate, I'm the chillest nigga walkin' the way I move, smooth polished
Tryin' to keep up with a real nigga, momentum, he crashed demolished
Always standin' up, cause I stand for somethin', since a shorty to the tallest

I'm in a different world, this some shit you never seen
Everything I say real, none of it ain't make-believe
Fanta stay dirty like a slut, that hoe ain't never clean
Rollin' like a forgiato wheel,l, I be on hella beam

Done caught so many plays, I should go and coach the NFL
Still workin' nine to five, and I'm havin' bricks and bells
Claimin' that's your people em, you ain't send them shit in jail
Trip across your whole family, boy, your ass goin' to hell

On my people Ill never tell, under pressure, I never fold
Always stayin' tall, never fall for the okie-doke
Them feds do tricks like magicians, shit get sticky
My daddy told me, don't f*ck with them boys, I shoulda listened

I done seen every type of cross, I should go coach the NBA
I done seen the back door, get front door, double, triple cross
Been loyal to the wrong people, shit, my bad, it wasn't what I thought it was
You know I'm a son of a gun, one of the one, nigga, I'm Jackson

I'ma talk to a nigga, walk in, some people I don't acknowledge
Switch the climate, I'ma tell a nigga walkin' the way I move, smooth polish
Tryna keep up with a real nigga, momentum, he craves demolish
Always standin' up, cause I stand for something, from shorty to the tallest