Chest to Chest Video (MV)

Uh, uh, I'm not sad just look at my face (face)
I ran laps like I'm Usain ('sain)
Hey, uh, back to back my money the same
Chest to chest I feel yo' pain
You not risking one damn thing
I go to the store and get what I want
Put Maison Margiela all over my crocs
Been feeling like I.T, just wanna ball
This ho on the oxy, she goin' dumb
You in them high seats, I'm on the court
Hopped in a Porsche, I opened them doors, my money not short so I'm living long (long, long)
You ain't respect this shit (yeah) I cannot text this bitch more
I'm goin' Jeff Hardy on these ho's
I-I-I do a back flip off these ropes
My car doin' magic bitch I make it smoke
Bitch you don't got passion and that's why you broke
This shit get sad, bitch I know (I know)
Dodging Feds with my bros, I'm not sad you should know
I like cashing out fosho, this ho been passin' out, oh no (no)
I'm not sad just look at my face, I run laps like I'm Usain
Back to back my money the same, chest to chest I feel yo' pain, hey
Uh, uh, I'm not sad just look at my face (face)
I ran laps like I'm Usain ('sain)
Hey, uh, back to back my money the same
Chest to chest I feel yo' pain
You not risking one damn thing
I go to the store and get what I want
Put Maison Margiela all over my crocs
Been feeling like I.T, just wanna ball
This ho on the oxy, she goin' dumb
You in them high seats, I'm on the court
Hopped in a Porsche, I opened them doors, my money not short so I'm living long (long, long)
You ain't respect this shit (yeah) I cannot text this bitch more
I'm goin' Jeff Hardy on these ho's
I-I-I do a back flip off these ropes
My car doin' magic bitch I make it smoke
Bitch you don't got passion and that's why you broke
This shit get sad, bitch I know (I know)
Dodging Feds with my bros, I'm not sad you should know
I like cashing out fosho, this ho been passin' out, oh no (no)
(Face, uh)
('Sain, I feel yo)
(Chest to chest, hey)
(Chest, uhh)
(Chest to chest, hey)
(Chest to chest I feel yo' pain, hey, hey, hey)