Immaculate Video (MV)

They speak hate behind my back
Then they talk love to me up front
Nigga why the f*ck you mad
I just go hard and run this bag up
Told em hoes keep it a stack
If I was broke none of ya would wanna f*ck
After that they still gon let me f*ck
Cause my drip, my swag is immaculate
I just hustle with a goal
Swear the hating's getting old
Why he putting on a show
If he fronting then he gotta go
I was broke a month ago
Ran it up out on the road
Stack it up is all I know
My bankrolls and I will never fold

No thank you's cause everything I got now got it own my own
Remember being shut down by these hoes now they stay callin my phone
Can never switch up on bro won't do him like no Alpo
Watch out for the feds wiretapping got confessions on audio
And I'm in a different time zone
If we gonna link up I'll let you know
Stay fly as f*ck from head to toe
If he pillow talking then he gotta go
Niggas always talking but be straight broke
Keep ya opinion to yourself bro
And I Will never ever cuff a hoe
Learned from that mistake once before

If you my bro
Then we ride for each-other
You family
My mother is your mother
I look out for you
And you do vice versa
Was broke before
Ain't going back under
I'm dripping hard
She need an umbrella
You live a fairytale
Just like Cinderella
Found out you owe
Then it's a dilemma
Found out you told
My niggas go gorilla

Why you switched up on me I feel bad but f*ck it thats your mistake
I think about it all time and I laugh now as I pull up to the bank
Old friends hit me up for handouts but I dont converse with snakes
Couldn't have done any of this without God I always give him thanks

They talk hate behind my back but
Then they talk love to me up front
Nigga why the f*ck you mad
I just go hard and run this bag up
Told em hoes keep it a stack
If I was broke none of ya would wanna f*ck
After that they still gon let me f*ck
Cause my drip, my swag is immaculate
I just hustle with a goal
Swear the hating's getting old
Why you putting on a show
If he fronting then he gotta go
I was broke a month ago
Ran it up out on the road
Stack it up is all I know
My bankrolls and I will never fold

And you know I never told
And I put that on my soul

Yea the bx that's my home
Chop cheese on a roll

I can never be controlled
Being fake I don't condone

But that's all you know
Ya niggas so artificial

No lie knew I'd make it far
I ball hard like my first name lavar
Strung her along like she a guitar
Met her one time and she took it off
Made one song now I'm taking off
Ain't got no time for a f*ck nigga
One of a kind I'm an originator
I'm counting up need a calculator
You all cap you a fabricator
I'm going up like an elevator
If it ain't bout money need a translator
Money is the only thing I speak the language of
My full potential He ain't a fraction of
If it's one on one you gonna need back up
It ain't fair need to switch the matchup
Tell em niggas talking shit that they need too catch up

On top of bread just like ketchup
You was rolling with me since day one
Ain't stopping til we bronx legends
Dare a nigga to attempt to step up
My Bro with me got the extension
Just in case you wanna learn a lesson
And we ain't talking if we get jammed up
I'm shivering cause my neck is frozen

They talk hate behind my back but
Then they talk love to me up front
Nigga why the f*ck you mad
I just go hard and run this bag up
Told em hoes keep it a stack
If I was broke none of ya would wanna f*ck
After that they still gon let me f*ck
Cause my drip, my swag is immaculate
I just hustle with a goal
Swear the hating's getting old
Why you putting on a show
If he fronting then he gotta go
I was broke a month ago
Ran it up out on the road
Stack it up is all I know
My bankrolls and I will never fold