Hell Video (MV)

I don't treat it like a competition
If I had to, it'd be a proposition
Had it panned out with a pot to piss in
If it's man out, I ain't rocking with em
Guess we really at the top position
Cause they want my spot, like they're not positioned
Gotta stop the sittin, need to make a stand
When you flop decisions, they don't make a plan
Now you looking like opposition
I killed em all in my composition
A lot to lose so I've been dismissive
You would call it pussy, but that's been submissive
I chose the booth over jail cells
From these emails, getting fan mail
Either up or down like a stairwell
But it's only up when I farewell

I hail on the streets
The streets just like jail (right)
And jail's just like hell (right)
And hell's just like well (well)
I ain't never Going there, nah
I ain't never Going near a cell
I'm living good until it's farewell
I heard life ain't fair... Well

Fell in love, then got fixed up
Gave trust, then they switched up
Need fresh air, when I hiccup
That's small steps for a big pup
Laughing at em cause they still stuck
So called moves ain't did much
Back to square one's where they end up
Make the wrong move then I'm in cuffs
Used to see it with blurry vision
You could catch me now, if you hurry in it
When the boat leaves, I ain't worried with it
Only God could judge me, f*ck the jurisdiction
Hell on Earth when the hating come
Wasn't problematic till you made it one
They used to treat me like their favorite one
Told em I'd be gone, well that day has come

I hail on the streets
The streets just like jail (right)
And jail's just like hell (right)
And hell's just like well (well)
I ain't never Going there, nah
I ain't never Going near a cell
I'm living good until it's farewell
I heard life ain't fair...well
I hail on the streets
The streets just like jail
And jail's just like hell
And hell's just like well
I ain't never Going there, nah
I ain't never Going near a cell
I'm living good until it's farewell
I heard life ain't fair... Well

I end careers, hope you find God
An action figure, no dialogue
Commit the fraud, then behind bars
Cause I rap laps and say times is hard
Walk the yard, just to get a breather
My migraines leave my mind scarred
F*cked with people and didn't need em
I ain't worried bout the time lost
God on the panel, mind on my handle
Signs never get overlooked
I ain't on the channels, but I'm here to tell you
You should really open up the book
Why these suckers always go by looks?
The inside is where it's at nigga
I'm nosey with it, its where I always look
In between having it and always could
The bad shit ain't always good
But you gone find out one day
They get excited bout gunplay
Then we praying for em like Sunday
Sun up, to the sun down
We gon' go & get it one way
I ain't tryna hear what some say
I just did it for the love sake