Ain't No Judas Video (MV)

So then
What do we do
What do we do when we're not supposed to be looking
When we're not looking to make some sort of history
What do we do when we must put a stop on doing the things we love

I'm a bad man with how I do this, do this
Keep it loyal to my people
Ain't no motherf*cking Judas yeah
I'm the first born child
Toss a black and mild, in the wind, and I sing
With a left hook now, and a right hook, pow, and I dance with a wig
Right on top of my head
And I need a little bit of a sound off
And I wear my earphones with the sound off
And I round up the gang
We finna make a movie like im James f*cking Wan, damn

I'm a bad man, look at all the ways I finesse
In the bag bak, got a million shoes and a vest
Getting bread, like a duck, this ain't no quiz or a test
I'm like St. Nick, dropping off a gift on her chest

I ain't no soft individual
Looking at me, for the f*cking, residual
Revival, of the tidal wave, that killed a million people
I'm like one, little, swoop, make you weak, make you feeble

I'm a bad man with how I do this, do this
Keep it loyal to my people
Ain't no motherf*cking Judas yeah

Oh man, oh man I'm the shit goddamn
Sounding pretty gross like the words made of ham
Oh man, oh yeah, dont kill my vibe, before I
Pull a 45, out the back of my ass

I've been moving like a fiend
Back and forth motherf*cker, you know what I mean
And you know what I meant, and I'm money well spent
Drop a band on me, and some motherf*cking rent

Don't waste my time
Don't waste my time
Yeah
Yeah

So now I'm driving to the port of South Los Santos
Now I'm driving upstate like I'm Orlando
Making these beats with that Paul Nice Drumkit
Stupid and so lazy, like I took an aqua lung hit

Iggans with the cap, backwards, on some hard shit
But iggans still be serving, soft serve, I'm the warden
This fist I be rewarding, I'm grilling them like foreman
Like I'm in the jungle, bitch I'm George, yes the Mormon

Latter Day Saint, no I'm not I'm a current one
Like a nightmare, I be eternal and recurring hun
Never getting rid of me, I'm more than mob mentality
I finish with the vision, turn the telly off, the LED

I'm Panasonic, Mitsubishi, Sony, and that Miyazaki
Asian in the blood and I'm tangy like some Terayaki
Corny like what, and I'm yellow just to match it
Beef, sip the tea, not the Oolong but the Matcha

I'm a bad man with how I do this, do this
Keep it loyal to my people
Ain't no motherf*cking Judas yeah
I'm the first born child
Toss a black and mild, in the wind, and I sing
With a left hook now, and a right hook, pow, and I dance with a wig
Right on top of my head
And I need a little bit of a sound off
And I wear my earphones with the sound off
And I round up the gang
We finna make a movie like im James f*cking Wan, damn