Introvert Video (MV)

Lotta shit for me to vent on, spit flows and get lit on
Take a ride in my system and get deep thoughts when I spit them
Understand that I'm growing up, and these days fly so I'm pouring up
That good drank and that soda stuff, and my nigga drunk and I'm slow af
And I'm tryna learn and I'm tryna earn
Same time still tryna flirt
Got a bitch she down to earth, like a flower child from the day of birth
Everything is so different now
And I reminisce from them pictures now
Back in high school taking bitches down
Right at the school behind the Sarah Pound
And I'm too real to be doing this, too trill and I'm fluent bitch
Soup spill and yo noodle hit, if you f*ck around with my boujee bitch
If you f*ck around with my whole gang
Keep silent, still hold weight
Niggas hoes and they so played, and I'm lowkey but I'm so flame
Like a lit bic on my blunt hoe
Love to sex and get guts tho
Break a dutch and blow must smoke
And it was truly key that I must spoke
Na, it's truly key that I must speak
Knock a wall like it's trick or treat
All in all I gotta keep shit discreet, ball til I fall, rise and then repeat
And I'm top level, ima hot kettle
Slick talk when I pop feathers
Niggas talk like they fly as ever
Soft as tinker bell but got a diamond bezel
And I get that, but where the soul at
Say you f*ckin off, but where ya hoes at?
And my whole click full of no rats
I got no slack and I don't lack
And I won't act with you f*ckboys
Best to bet I go tough boy
When I master that, shit you f*cked boy
Shit I just wanna write and stay ducked boy
Mama eat then it's a good day, flower child too with her summer braids
And ima never flake, I mean for heavens sake
I gotta keep it trill til ima never wake
That's real...