The Standard Video (MV)

I'm chasing that standard
But I gotta be careful
Holy and devil been bantering
Throw a deuce I'm on plan again
Pray to God I won't cram again
On display with no mannequin
Gotta steal like I'm ramekin
I'm raising my brand up
Gotta pop for the betterment
Gotta rock like it's sediment
Gotta jot with the lead again
Yea, I'm hot like I'm red again
I re-spawn like I'm dead again
I been gone like my letterman
I ain't in this for the pesos
I been runnin' my race
Yea, I been huggin' the plate
Man, I been luggin' my weight
But I ain't coming for fame
And y'all been gunnin' my name
Man, I'm loving the pain
Yea, ima do what He say so
I been dodging the schemes
And I been logging the team
I took a shot it's a three
They tryna knock on my steeze
So why they talkin to me
I got the lock and the key
Man, I remember back in highschool they talking down to me
They would knock on my faith
Now they got nothin to say
Man I got people in my DM's
Tellin me they love it how they see it
You see it
God been makin moves, boy, preach it
I been on the grind but now it's time to make an impact
Syntax fresh like a Tic-Tac
Lit that flame right up under me so cover me
I'm goin in
My guns are blazin for the fame that I know gonna be His
Watch yo
Watch yo back
I'll be up on yours soon
Open up the door to opportunity
I got the force to
Bust open the lock and hit the floor you dance
I glance the line but I won't fumble
Gave it all to God and I got humble
Satan like a branch and God the jungle
Prayed for grace and came up out the struggle
I ain't tryna make a name for myself
That don't matter to me
I got the homies and I'm tryna cop a baddie for me
I got the holy man of holies and He's batting for me
Pad up all the brodies stats and then He pass it me
So fasten up your seat belts, yea, we takin' off
I gotta get the bag and give it like I'm Santa Claus
I'm slayin the cause
I'm on my knees prayin for y'all
There ain't nothin ima praise but the name of God

All praise to the most high