need for speed Video (MV)

On that hush mode, got to give them pressure boy
Hold them down, i'm sicko, like i'm psyching out, i'm real destroy
On some shit, I lost my mind along the line, i'm so annoyed
Block that bitch she dont exist and when she don't I feel some joy
Satin hears me pray, I got 3 digits on the dash
I just look up at the sky and ask that God won't let me crash
Ugh, shh, keep that shit up in the past
Nothings wrong, i'm coming up and shit I got some cash
Got a lot of shit to talk, i'm from palm beach
You loser f*cks got stuck on dick but hushed up when you saw me
You cannot kill me, i'll kill me, disregard my body
I touch on 10's for sure but little bro just let that thot link
I dont know whats going on, ex bitch just love showin off
Wonder if she low enough so depressed I might blow up
There is really no light I don't talk to no one
I got t and jack and sad and Lou we geeked up til we throw up
Speeding down Biscayne like I don't own the whip i'm in
Said you're lame she feeling different now she want me to slip it in
I got money on my team, you got grunge boy dividend
My auras black and she's a thot so when i'm in it I bend it in
NEED FOR SPEED!