Tis' the Season Video (MV)

Tired of all the bullshit, we the realest
Tryna make a killin', bitch I'm talkin' millions
Aye, aye, we in the booth, aye, yeah
(Swats on the beat so you know this shit slaps)
Tired of all the bullshit, we the realest
Tryna make a killin' off that shit, I'm talkin milllions
Back it up, don't treat me like a civilian
Tryna tell me how to do it but I don't care for your opinion
Ran the numbers, that's too much weight you over encumbered
Watch out he undercover, make you stop and wonder
We ain't goin under, let it off right at the buzzer
After this you can't recover, ever since I been a stunter
Hit it in reverse, they ask me for a verse
Waitin' for my return, I advise to stay alert
My spot reserved, show 'em this when you refer
If there's alert, run it to me to confirm then pass the word
They won't come to yo defense
They ain't finna pay yo rent
Down to you to get a check and get some sense to start invest
Done the trials I passed the test
You can't handle the suspense
I can tell it too intense
You don't know what you up against
Please don't pretend, hold that to an extent
Is that what you represent
Better get my damn respect
Save some time and be direct
I know you made some attempts
I still need my percent, I know you didn't forget
They ain't do nothin for us
What's left to discuss
After all I did they still broke my trust
Got that thing but you won't buss
Held it down I wouldn't budge
Shawty say that I do too much
Been thru it too, I don't judge
'Tis the season, to be snappin for no reason
When I get that feelin we go higher than the ceilin'
What you seekin'
Got the other side retreatin'
Take a look at what I'm seein' cause shit ain't been what it seems
Ran the numbers, that's too much weight you over encumbered
Watch out he undercover, make you stop and wonder
We ain't goin under, let it off right at the buzzer
After this you can't recover, ever since I been a stunter
Hit it in reverse, they ask me for a verse
Waitin' for my return, I advise to stay alert
My spot reserved, show 'em this when you refer
If there's alert, run it to me to confirm then pass the word
Cut all the ties, what you tryna describe?
Lie low, lookin' for you, you gon' get compromised
I hop on they gon' abstain
Your girl just a plain jane
Round my neck my chain swang
All that's left who gon' remain
My side think she my main
Why go back I wanna gain
Lookin' close what it contain
If I strive I knew I would attain
Job is done you can't complain
Walkin' in on my domain
Cold world like Jermaine
Waitin' for the day I reign
When we drive by, don't make a commotion
It's mapped out bouta send it in motion, I got 'em posted
Watchin' what you do, they gon' try and pin you on a motive
I been sayin', don't let em take yo focus (Don't let 'em)
Don't let em take yo focus, they try and pin you on a motive