I Aint Pop, Yet! Video (MV)

Where that brother shit coming from? You don't even know me
I was solo going through them slums. Now, I'm buying rollies
Prayed and turned myself to a Don, all by my lonely
I don't care about where you from! You gon' have to show me
Getting mad with me, then beating that girl you need to stop it
I see how you been moving, you just a copy, you ain't popping
I been around the block a few times to know you ain't bout shit
Was broke, but now I'm not that
You hatin' and I ain't pop, yet
I'm feeling like I'm Moses or David! Think that I'm chosen
Don't try me with that goofy shit, lil baby. I am not them
It's hard for me to understand these niggas. I'm not like them
Instead, I just ball alone. I'm going out like Ja, nem
Tell valet to bring my car in. I'm in this bitch, just floating
I'm strapped up with that carbon! Concealed it, but they notice
Long nights on Canal with no lights, but I was posted
I was told, "Every dog have it's day", so I stayed focused
Where that brother shit coming from? You don't even know me
I was solo going through them slums. Now, I'm buying rollies
Prayed and turned myself to a Don, all by my lonely
I don't care about where you from! You gon' have to show me
Getting mad with me, then beating that girl you need to stop it
I see how you been moving, you just a copy, you ain't popping
I been around the block a few times to know you ain't bout shit
Was broke, but now I'm not that
You hatin' and I ain't pop, yet
I'm feeling like LeBron in 03, I think I'm the topic
That shit just a distraction, that's why I ain't in this rap shit
My head on a swivel. I'd be dumb, if I move backwards
But, might crash out for a nickel! I need all mines, I ain't acting
Bendin' corners, listening to my young niggas
Rollin' Georgia Power, this blunt bigger than my thumb, nigga
Don't label me no rapper. I just do this shit for fun, nigga
Remember, you ain't know me?
Now you know me? what you on, nigga?
Where that brother shit coming from? You don't even know me
I was solo going through them slums. Now, I'm buying rollies
Prayed and turned myself to a Don, all by my lonely
I don't care about where you from! You gon' have to show me
Getting mad with me, then beating that girl you need to stop it
I see how you been moving, you just a copy, you ain't popping
I been around the block a few times to know you ain't bout shit
Was broke, but now I'm not that
You hatin' and I ain't pop, yet