On the Run Video (MV)

See you later, see you later
Praise to Yah and f*ck the haters
We is hungry, we want greater
So see you later, see you later

Get on to it, get on to it
If you wrote it, you can do it
My friends say that I'm never there
But I send cash when they down a hair
Ain't always balling out either
Investing money makes you cheaper
By now could roll up in a rover
But my come up is far from over
So I flip my money two ways
Through the 9-5 and lyrics on my page
I'm feeling up and feeling great
Woke up the next morning with an extra 3 digits in my bank, yeah

See you later, see you later
Praise to Yah and f*ck the haters
We is hungry, we want greater
So see you later, see you later

Baby can't stand when I'm clocked in
My mates always feel like I'm using them
Never in town, yeah I'm gone again
Had to go pick up the yen-yen

Baby can't stand when I'm clocked in
My mates always feel like I'm using them
Never in town, yeah I'm gone again
Had to go pick up the yen-yen

Trained to be a warrior
So what's all this confusion for
Told you I'd be Moses
So I don't play with posers
If it's talent, then I got that
If I'm flexing, then I bought that
I don't listen if they ain't aging
I ain't tricking, they always faking
Stella Rose con mi padre
If you ain't with me, hit the highway
Too black for the white kids
Too clean to be a nigga
So I sat back my damn self
And I did it all with little help
They don't know where I come from
So of course they don't know why I'm on one
Parents from the real trap
Despite they built an empire off of that
Your vacay was my lifestyle
Now it's time to get my own, I'm on my own now
Still living really well
Praise to Yah, I've been through hell
They don't know where I come from
They ain't understanding why I'm on one

See you later, see you later
Praise to Yah and f*ck the haters
We is hungry, we want greater
So see you later, see you later

I'll be a bitch to not be ran through
Don't trust a snitch we living like The Who
Sugar in my coffee, no sugar in my tea,
Before I hit the stage I grab the honey
Have you heard the people screaming lyrics to your tunes
Have you ever met folks that get starstruck off you
Staying real humble it got me this far
Overselling shows because they know who we are
They know just who we are
Only asked God to make little me a star
Been everywhere and back
Even black as tar
Paying all my people but I still ain't got a car
They say my lyrics real
Still ain't meeting at the bar
Put some respect
On my check
I ain't opening the wet
For my Instagram to have a blue check
You ain't dealing with the next
The plug know my name cause he know my cash better
Imma keep on speaking truth until ya'll fed up
Until ya'll finally let up
Until then, here's a letter

Put some respect on my check