Oh He Really Rap Video (MV)

Uh
Yeah, I'm back in my bag
You know
Two
Aye
Different strokes for different folks
See I need trillions cause them millions seem too close to being broke
When I get it right, that's on my life
Bitch I ain't ever going back broke
I'm bout to call the plug and sock it to his pockets like his hoe
On bro
I can Put it on some more
I got angels that's in heaven that was demons 'fore they croaked
Like how they make it pass them gates
God is Great, shit that I know
And a nigga from the MO
So all I know is add that dough
I don't know 'bout getting less
I need it all to do a show
Cause I remember they wasn't f*cking with Lil two when I was local
In a different bag
Now I'm singing exercise my vocals
Started rapping verses
Now I'm making songs that's universal
Bro say keep it up
I'm switching tones, sound like different persons
Want to duck that case
Better rap that rap in third person
Cold game, like how he learned it
I sit back I just observed it
I live righteous, paid my karmic debts, the good life I deserve it
I ain't perfect tho
I'm far from that, a nigga definitely worth it
Lately I been getting chicken fast like I clock in at churches
I'm so cold I'm hypothermic
Don't need nurses but
Sometimes I get the urge to just go purging
That's when I was broke and hurt
Now all I'm thinking 'bout is splurging
Uh
Need 22 mil in cash, urgent
I just quit my job cause when I drop I'm done working
Punch a clock for who?
Through
Them checks went to the stu for certain
I ain't even get me nothing new or make myself a purchase
I dropped on my niece
Christmas looking sweet
This year was personal
Devil on my shoulder loud
Another L I'm back to serving
Keep your distance
She ain't talking money
Bitch know I'm allergic
So I just hope I catch this wave on beats, don't drown like I'm a surfer
Middle school I lost my innocence on gangster shit
By time I turned twenty, I was cool and that was basic shit
Out here in the world where it get cold, come get a taste of it
Still was outside thugging, I knew I would have to change some shit
Cause I couldn't see nothing other than the grave or being in chains and shit
Now fast forward I'm in chains and shit
Diamonds in the base of it
Watches, bust down frames and shit
Vvs on my face and shit
Yo bitch say I'm her favorite, yeah
Shit get wicked gang, I wouldn't post the hoe or even claim the bitch
See that's just me
You do you, I wouldn't even blame you kid

I wouldn't lie shit, I been finding myself daily
Reminiscing on who played me
Still miss Ann, know that's my baby til it's over with
Yeah, damn near drove myself crazy
From what happened I won't say it
But just know I tightened up and got control of shit, yeah
But back to rap, I'm really that
I couldn't cap If I had a hat
Uh, Haaan