Ur What I Don't Need Video (MV)

Yeah, you said "I love you"
It took a whole lot to trust you
You want love, I want love too
I'm sorry baby but I'm stuck too, I don't want to f*ck you
I know you a hoe, it's a hunch too
You holding my gun too
What's stopping you from shooting you know who

Pick a side, baby pick a side
What's stopping you from choosing you and I
Are you down for the ride?
You a do or die
Thinking you in your head asking "who am I"

"Don't be trusting your head, Got to let it go"
"All that drama shit, baby get involved, Was in my crib you don't move at all"
"Tell me if you love me"

Yeah
Heard you f*cking with lames now
Don't know the part of my game wow
I don't got to trust you, Don't say how
I ask do you want it, you say now
"Oh shit"

You don't got to love me, forget it
Know your name on the block list
Tell me I'm tripping
Why my name in they mouth, clear it out just like a dentist
I've been passing shit, throwing shit
Nigga like a center
Like the flintstones, rob a young nigga for his denim
Man that bitch boy, little bitch boy, I got cheddar
I'm gonna bend a nigga shit, box him up like a bento
Nigga said he a dog, we put his ass in a kennel
Got them big franks, I'm not talking about a rental
Call me big frank, the way I spank on instrumentals
And the clip slim, It's skinny just like a pencil
The Glock hold strings, nigga just like a Solette

You don't know the reason why a young nigga sipping
Tell me why the hoe turn hoe in a minute
Try to drink me and suck me up just like is some Lipton
I scrap hell of songs and I don't have to pass the torch
Big truck, we call it Rango
Try to act like she was different, but she is the same hoe
M5 that shit color the same as mango
Took these girls to the club and a nigga was hanged over
I be pushing S6's not no f*cking Durango
I been stuck in the rain, nigga f*ck a rain coat
I could make a song quick, nigga when I say so
We're gonna jump hella niggas like we Tatum
I'm not 21, Nigga I been 18
Bring my own gun
Want a soul, we take it, nigga I've been on something
I don't trust niggas, I brought my own damn blunt
I'm not smoking on them Dutch, nigga's smoking on runtz
All that shit he talking, boy we made him eat it up
Boy we made him bite the curb, but I don't think we did enough
Man that nigga made a stat chart
We making sure he run
We doing shit for fun, nigga make sure it's Seven
Bitch