Priceless Video (MV)

Yea I ain't done this in a while
I'm back now though
Yea

I'm in the building
Just like the tenements
Life so sweet
Yea
Just like some cinnamon
I can't describe the feeling
Of this skin I'm in
That boy a genius
Nah that boy brill-i-ant (brilliant)
And he put shit on wax
Like he Brazi-l-ian (Brazilian)
If you ain't talking bout facts
Then we ain't feeling them
They where the clout at
We stay from round that
I'm so soul-full
Can I get a soul-clap
Lately I been doing everything
Where my soul at
Hoping that it's still attached
Hoping that it's still there
Letting a couple people know
It's real
I still care
Had a couple lonely nights
It's real
I been there
I'm just
Going for everything that I deserve
I had pain
But I realized
I could heal wit words, I
Used my gift, to lift the curse
Lifted the veil
More reasons why I prevail
Game I got as a shorty
If you gotta ask my price
Then that mean you can't afford me
My price is priceless
Sometimes I digress
Food for thought
But it's for you
Not me to digest
I went from hopeful to hopeless
Put everything in God's hands
And said God Bless
If there was an exam
Then I
I passed the test
Who woulda guessed? Went from remedial
To star purple
Not what I'm used to
So the opposite
Still I'm a monster when I get claustrophobic
Gotta explode out the closet
Unstoppable is the mantra
Back on my Vintage Tone
Back doing things you won't condone
All the memories I cherish
On the real
I ain't been rapping like this since Paris
I ain't been rapping like this since
I was in love with Sonia
A French girl
Who could French kiss
We were so young
Man I gave her all of it
That was before the heart break
And all the tapes
Had to piece my heart back together
Now I gave it to the game
Mindset forever changed
This ain't for me
This for the team
This for Big Slice E
And D-Lo
This for Kahlil
This for E. Crack
Them boys are my wheels
Slick 6-4
And Jamie Mac
Yea we gon go it for real
Best believe we balling for real
Ugh
The game cold
But we giving it chills
Bitches keep feeling it too
Now they all wanting to chill
Business on the table
But we ain't hungry unless you talking a meal (mill)
I'm so over the scene
Ima move away with the team
And get lost in the hills
I raise hell but still
I give em' the heavenly feel
Yea
Leave my haters in all of they feels
And we could do Beverly Hills
But we rather go global
While you stuck staying local
So what I gotta hope for
I'm a star in a pool full of hopefuls
If anything
You should ask who a nigga wrote for
And as my star rise
Know that a nigga wrote more
So fortunate to foresee all of it
Don't forget I called the shit
Don't forget I'm all equipped
Always ready
It's a lot of stars but they get all eclipsed
Yea
It's a lot of stars but they get all eclipsed
And I'm with all the shit
Parisian Tone