Reloaded Video (MV)

I got ton to prove,
I got ton to show all these playas how I move
They don't wanna miss out on the kid 'cause he a goon
Woke up from a nap had to get out of my tomb
This the type of shit that make them playas lose without a clue

I be getting dubs all my life and that's the truth
Always on that za and I don't f*ck around them booze
Loadin' all my mags when I move just like I do
They be plottin' on my downfall they deny on what's the truth
Claim that he a opp, now the homie on the news
Mama at the crib crying murder on the loose
Got em goin' wild got the city look for clues
12 be on the pursuit but they ain't catchin' my crew
Knew from the start I'd be hitting this score that was none of my bullshit
Years in the making I treat it as vengeance
Keep up my homie this ain't good intentions

Like wait, like' hold up,
Like why would I stop when I'm getting too hot like the sauna
Walk in the room with my stash they would know the aroma

I'm filled up with kush yea
Filled up with kush yea
Filled up with kush yea

I'm filled up with kush yea
Filled up with kush yea
Filled up with kush yea

Playas could never ignore this I know a few of you homies that start to get envious
Don't need a clique by myself I get clicks and the commas just like some devil they dealt
You don't want beef I be strapped with my self, I got heat that be hotter than what they expect
I be comin' so low but the sound really blow
Got me thinkin' I'm me, I ain't need nothin' else

Woke up and think about money
Might f*ck with the music and drill
I aim at the dome and that's only a shot to the head
Having bullets connect when its flown
This ain't a stick but a mfcking chrome
I was a youngin' , a jit, 22 with the mfcking throne
Not a surprise 'bout the come up they know that I run it If I shoot every angle I take I'mma score

Trust me it's hard to pretend when I know that I'm better
They can't duplicate what I make so they focus on lurkin' the projects
They think that they slick but I'm smarter
One step ahead of you playas you better go harder
Time is the relic you playas don't have better bow to the king like I'm Jordan with rings

I be stepping the scene and that's all by myself
'Member them days we was taking them L's
There was no other way I'm not switching my route
Like I'm cole in the booth I be goin' all out

Ain't no comparin' with me to a fool I don't sweat with the heat, I don't fold under pressure or if things get to poppin' outside
Fully loaded with the pipe

I'm filled up with kush yea
Filled up with kush yea
Filled up with kush yea

I'm filled up with kush yea
Filled up with kush yea
Filled up with kush yea