Steady Screamin' Video (MV)

Yeah

I told them niggas I'm bout that
And I'm gone stand on that 512

Making a killing off this trapping shit
I'm killing it with this rapping shit
This nigga steady capping
Why you acting
You ain't capping shit
5 thousand on yo head
Do it myself
I'm into clapping shit
Them niggas must've pumped ya head up
So we gone split yo shit
Niggas steady slick talking
But be telling them lies
I got kinfolk really stepping
They was down for the ride
Pull up on that block and bleed it
All them niggas went hide
If you ain't south bowers or 3
Then it's f*ck where you slide

I'm wit them niggas who gone really blank you
I serve them niggas
And They say thank you
Riqo rolled one up and dropped a hit
And niggas can't hang with you
All them bitches want is fame
So tell me why the f*ck she change for you
Everything we been through
I know there ain't no way of repaying you
Kinfolk was siding with the opp that shit had f*cked me up bad
It tripped me out cause at a point
We was all that we had
But f*ck them niggas from that side
I ain't gone put that on blast
Like I got a camera
With that beam
That's how bad ima flash

Got my heart broken a few times
So Now I'm chasing that bag
All my people set for life
Man I just want that so bad
They all some shooters
And producers
So with that music we flash
My uncle had so much potential
Now he gone off them meds

I put my all into this shit
So You can't say I ain't try
You got my back I got your back
So forever we slide
You look at me
I look at you
And that's just how we gone ride
Im steady screaming five one two
And Now these niggas gone die

Got me a pack and then I ran it up
Bitch my music jam or what
I Feel like lebron
He throw me lobs
Then ima bam on blood
Thinking about hitting the trail ride
Or bam on his family
We don't go spinning out no slab
We gone lean out the camary

Shoot out the coop
And drop the top
And my niggas gone spin
I got Ygg all behind me
So forever we win
Say you gone see me when you see me
I'm like "bet that up" when
This nigga talking out his body
Left his brains on his friends'

Got me 2 9s
A glizzy and a ruger
All of my my people really shooters
Call me on my cell
"Don where you at"
Almost out ponchatula
Went to exit 64 to record me a track
I told that bitch you did me dirty
I ain't taking you back
Hit up the plug
Make some plays and went run up a check
I got my city on my back
And i just throw up my set
In the name of my grandfather
Ima take care of that
Don't give a f*ck bout what you talking
That li' hoe threw me neck

Got my heart broken a few times
So Now I'm chasing that bag
All my people set for life
Man I just want that so bad
They all some shooters
And producers
So with that music we flash
My uncle had so much potential
Now he gone off them meds

I put my all into this shit
So You can't say I ain't try
You got my back I got your back
So forever we slide
You look at me
I look at you
And that's just how we gone ride
Im steady screaming five one two
And Now these niggas gone die

Got my heart broke so many times
So now I'm chasing that bag

This nigga talking out his body
I left his brain on his friends'

I left his brain on his friends'