Muddy Puddles Video (MV)

Yo g
Probably deceased
Recline my feet
See me taking trips in the taxi
Destination killin a has been
Punchline for your teeth then I'm seen
Leaving in max speed
Muddy puddles
Knee deep in the back streets
I pack heat
Notepad is still strapped to my black jeans
Having bad sleep
Think I'm an insomniac
Got these other bands wrapped around my head
It's probably that
Sorry dad
Didn't mean to disappoint you
Life was f*cked
Guess I'm just like my mum a destroyed youth
Haven't got a clue
What to do
With my life
So i take the short straw
Take your thoughts from your mind
Look inside this empty box
It's a coffin for my life
Honest I
Got no time for these problems in disguise
But they come up to the surface tryna make em fossilised
On a bike
In a car
In a plane
Make it crash
Just so
I can go
Down the slide again
Not the same
Not any different
Jumpin in my muddle puddles like Peppa the piglet
See the picture in the frame
Missin what you take
I be burning all my bridges
Leave you swimming in the lake
This is hate
EST making my greatest escape
You got a hunger for food
I throw your head at the plate
Got dead displays lined up around my house as a gate
So check the name says play like a vhs tape
Your a yes man
Mister no is rockin second hand
Collab with the greatest of great
And leave them dead in a rent van
See me swimming around up in a muddy puddle
Doin f*ck all
Delivery room had a sudden trouble
Takin drugs instead of cuddles
Take your blood
F*ck it
See me jumping up inside a muddy puddle
See me swimming around up in a muddy puddle
Doin f*ck all
Delivery room had a sudden trouble
Takin drugs instead of cuddles
Take your blood
F*ck it
See me jumping up inside a muddy puddle
Stay sipping any liquor
Till my liver disfigured
I'm quick to switch to the sickness
For instance killing the system
Ain't expecting no visits
I'm bringing death with my lyrics
A mastermind from the neck of the woods
Where I bury victims
Next edition
5 0 go and check the digits
Very gifted
The inner city's next of the best exhibits
Exhibition counter strike
Now you getting triggered
Must of been my direct mission
I'm setting up equipment
My sentence lifted
Like I'm sitting in a courtroom
Ain't much of a surgeon
But I came here to abort you
Ain't takin my fortune
I force feed you corn soup
Murdered the whole cabbage patch
Without a fork or spoon
Orders due
So you can take the note
I got serrated blades and mayonnaise
Just waiting for a hoe
Make you ghost
Getting stoned in my home
They hate what I'm doing
But they don't really know
Looking through my scope
Calling me Australian sniper
Breath flames in my spare time
Inhale from lighters
See me swimming around up in a muddy puddle
Doin f*ck all
Delivery room had a sudden trouble
Takin drugs instead of cuddles
Take your blood
F*ck it
See me jumping up inside a muddy puddle
Muddy puddle
Jumpin in a muddy puddle