Full Metal Jacket Video (MV)

(Tears of Joy)
Yeah, breaking the cycle
Some of us struggle you might know
The feeling of thinking you're psycho
But everyone's wrong and you're right though
You think it could go away, eyes closed
You wanna throw away your iPhone
A simple mistake like typo, in the end everything's alright though
Yeah, full metal jacket
I was just riding around town with that ratchet
Silly lil' pick-me wanna f*ck but she ratchet
Remembering days, rolling on a napkin
I stay out the field, cause I would be trapping
Close ones fall out, like bro what happened
This shit was more than a motherf*cking habit, but you had it
Yeah, yeah, would it help falling off this earth
Pushing the past in the back of my mind
Refuse to remember everything a blur
I forgive everyone that I done hurt, for me not for you because I need a cure
In my head redrum but I'm Gods son, so he gon' relieve the curse
Yeah, so tell me what's worse
Spilling your whole f*cking blunt on the curb
Or questioning your f*cking worth, constantly regretting your damn birth
You trying and trying, wishing it would work
You crying, don't cry, you're strong on the surface
So what is my purpose, cause I'm not sure
Yeah, I know you hold no allure
Lil' bro one day, you gonna learn
Fast whip, it's finna crash and burn
I need revenge, not talking about my shirt
Yeah, cause I'm finna rock
Full metal jacket all in my glock
Too locked in like a damn padlock
New racks in, new chain finna cop
I don't be trusting no crazy ass cop
You got the wrong man, like why you gotta swat
Like get the f*ck on, go do your job
They ain't even know I just smoked hella za
Full metal jacket
I was just riding around town with that ratchet
Silly lil' pick-me wanna f*ck but she ratchet
Remembering days, rolling on a napkin
I stay out the field, cause I would be trapping
Close ones fall out, like bro what happened
This shit was more than a motherf*cking habit, but you had it
Yeah, so check out my gear
Don't give a f*ck about what you wanna hear
Around my neck is a whole damn chandelier
Push up in that mustang, no Paul Revere
Flying in the bih like a damn reindeer
Smoking too much loud like I can't hear
What are your goals and what do you fear
F*ck a sold out show, I'm the man of the year
Breaking the cycle
Some of us struggle you might know
The feeling of thinking you're psycho
But everyone's wrong and you're right though
You think it could go away, eyes closed
You wanna throw away your iPhone
A simple mistake like typo, in the end everything's alright though
Yeah, full metal jacket
I was just riding around town with that ratchet
Silly lil' pick-me wanna f*ck but she ratchet
Remembering days, rolling on a napkin
I stay out the field, cause I would be trapping
Close ones fall out, like bro what happened
This shit was more than a motherf*cking habit, but you had it