New Cheese Video (MV)

I miss the old me
Love the new me
Love myself harder than a groupie
Pass the bowl please
I got new cheese
This night is a boutta be a movie

Loving this rap like I love lucy
I can lay a hook like I'm bruce lee
Sayin I don't spit smoothly excuse me
This is harder than it is for me to go to sleep
Gotta new piece talking jewelry
But I also got that gat its opportunely
Don't use me don't you dare dupe me
I like to keep it raw like I'm sushi
If the opps talking back let my raps do the talkin'
I'm a get the quarter back I don't care who's f*ckin blockin'
I'm a get my bag 'cause I got no other options
I'm a get two sacks 150 that I'm droppin'

On it yeah drinking henny
I like my pockets fat but I like my girls skinny
Sprinting towards the end like I'm Forrest after jenny
So many hoes that I ghost who knows I'm talking twenty
I want something more than a flash and a post
I want something more than some cash and a boat
I want a connection I want some expression
Need a Smith and Wessen if there's crack in your coat

Stick to my roots like a hackmatack
Juggling bad habits like they're hacky sacks
Dressing retro in a backwards hat
Anyone throwing laughter at
My bag of raps I'll jabber back
That they need to stagger back
Til I throw a jab so sharp
It's like a cactus stab
F*ck ya habitat
If I don't trust the clique then I pack a gat
Rippin these lines like plastic wrap
Elastic as Mr. Fantastic's back
Yeah, tv goes static I don't have plasma cash
Detrimental as a daggers grasp on a rappers nads
Cracked as a fractured knee cap
Bad relapse like trapper bad
Bars so paranormal even Casper gasped
I said my bars so paranormal even Casper gasped.

I don't need a feature cause I gotta another verse
And this girl she a keeper like a f*cking Louis purse
And I'm feeling like a preacher spitting gas to coerce
Every muthaf*ckin body that likes rap on this earth
Here we go again (here we go again)
Goof went cray and made some dough again
Emitting light like a photogen love the pink Rhodamine
Everybody know I'm him
This could've been the hook but I got more to say
Eating this up like a chicken on a plate
Fake? Nah, just got layers like a cake
Don't come thru if you hate me being baked

Told the homie pay up cause I gotta pay the rent
F*ckin gun up to his head. Man I don't give a shit
Every time I wake up dawg I know I'm on my shit
Like automatic loaded clips I'm eventually gonna hit
Only got eight bucks so I gotta buy a brick
That I can f*ckin flip and turn it into 6
Every time we break up I know that she a bitch
Fake love up in the bed I'm a try it with ya sis