Too Serious (feat. PSE TWON & Big Rell) Video (MV)

I was stuck late night tryna run that shit up
But you know it's hustlin' me so it ain't no givin' up
Hit the road for them bucks, yeah
It was times I was at my lowest, prayed to get it up
What you know about the struggle? What you know about gettin' it out the mud
And make that bag bubble? Yo, show money, I blew that
And you know that lil' hoe you with? Yeah, I do that
Every time I see a bag, I gotta pursue that
Every time I pull up and hop out, they like, who that
Got it all off the grind, lil' nigga, I'm like, who Jack
You try to take this, get your bitch ass blue bag
And they know I bang blood, but I'm tryna get some blue racks
I know niggas in a trap, I know niggas workin' jobs
But they all tryna get that Skrilla, turn it to the mob
And it's all off the hustle, pussy boy, no, I don't rob
Hit a bitch from the back, make that lil' pussy throb
R.I.P. my fallen soldiers, and it's, free all of them members
So you know it's bold out here, boy, you better keep yo pistol
Walk down, walk down, knock your shit right off the gristle
AR shots comin' out, that bitch look like a missile
I been out the way, gettin' pape, so they don't even see me
Niggas out here fakin' like they opps, cause they wanna be me
Fake opp, get his face cropped, see his shit on TV
Right back to the road, need that pape, gettin' paid off features
Thought I told you that
Blueprint to get this pape, thought I showed you that
Me and bro, f*cked the same hoes, we ain't exposin' that
Brodie, he done got tender and exposed the rat
My blooda, he a RU, I can't go for that
So, ain't none of that
Know that I'ma state the facts, bitch, if I load up this clip, know I'm bussin' that
Took a lil' bitch to Action Impact, got a bunch of straps
Bhard, taught me how to play the game
Now I'm runnin' that, and you ain't in the race
Dawgy Bone movin' suspicious, he must be a Jake
How you say you with the shits, and you ain't squashed a grape
That's like a bitch who think she rich, cause she on Section eight
Goofy hoes, bitches out here playin' roles
It's alright, me and gang, we out here to the pros
Let them niggas know, let them niggas know, let them niggas know
All my life I've been gamblin' for shit
All this pape in my circle, know I had to tap in
I'ma make it off the rap, or the dog, or the pills
Or the coke, or the block, or the motherf*ckin' scams
Everything I speak about, boy, this shit be for real
Made it out the hood, but on the block still
I done tried to cool down, but I'm hot still
Out on bond, fighting cases, shit done got real
But I ain't goin' home broke, I got a knot still
They know I'm hard-headed
They keep gassin' niggas up, we give em unleaded
I put the white in bro hands, he gon' locksmith it
Turned a soft hard in the paint, Blake Griffin