No Plan B Video (MV)

6am, in the morning
In Buckhead
I'm puffing gas on the balcony
Niggas hate
Like they really wanna kill me
I'm guessing they scared to come After me
Fought my manager ass
Bout some Petty cash
Right off cascade
By the Applebee's

And they seeing the good
That I keep on doing
Always capping
Now they tryna cap on me

Every song
I'm tryna tell you about myself
I just hope you understand me
Committed to dancing and writing at 13
I ain't have no plan B
Standing ovation
She making it clap
So I'm knowing
They really can't stand me
Real Gd
Cant come to yo city
I f*cked on yo bitch, so you think
You go banned me

Boy you tripping
Hope I catch you slipping

Think he wavy
Imma leave em dripping

So many holes
I would think he was pimping

Hoping next time
He come at me differently

I made love
I didnt f*ck
Now she missing me

Scooby doo and the gang
On a mystery

I took so many L's
Chasing victory

Everything I be venting
My history

I'm just tryna tell
His story
Hope my BM
Dont send me to Maury
I be rolling like blades
With no glory
Gotta stay in my lanez
Like tory

I remember
Everyone ignored me
Now they acting like
They all adore me
Phones come out at shows
And record me
Prices went up
Sorry, you cant afford me

I just wanna pop mine
Like a glock nine
Let it rip
Imma pop like a Tommy
Do this shit for Brianna and Nami
And I had to do it
For my family
I still feel like
They don't understand me
Sat in silence
Cause they couldnt stand me
I want moe and moe cash
Like brandy
I Invest in my music
No plan B

Let it breath
Cause the beat need a breather
Hit the gym
And get ripped like vegeta
We on break or
Broke up
Im no cheater
Cause I been had 3 strikes
Like adidas
Ask a ex
I'm the best
Pussy eater
I been hot
Like a muthaf*ckin heater
And I stand on 6 points
Like a needle
You can diss
But yo ass go get beat up

I gotta step it up
I gotta step it up
Aint got no time
To sit back and slack
I gotta it
I was borned different
Niggas go hate
When they know that is facts
F*ck with the plug
When he showing love
But I had to run off and get me a Pack
Then I would flip
And bring it right back
Come from the hood
Where there's nothing but traps

Try me
I bust at ya wave cap
I don't care
If we go way back
How he so cocky
But state the facts
I used to trap
Where the Mays at

Niggas not solid
You trade sets
I held it down
When I made it
I'm 7 4
There's no faking
Bet I'ma win it
Like Peyton

I had my city
Just waiting
Other niggas they been playing
ATL
Thats where I'm staying
All of this stress
Keep weighing

Now I get paid
Like an Asians
My bitch, might starting chinese
That street shit is in me
Like IVs
You can't name a Nigga
Who robbed me, yeaaaa