Mindset Video (MV)

Got some shit on my mind that I need to say
It's like everyday, waking up and getting paid
Shorty's with me, you know that I'm getting motherf*cking laid
Guarantee I pull up in my raps thats what the f*ck I'm saying
Yeah I'm spitting f*cking bars
Remember days I was down bad and now I'm in foreign cars
Oh shit you cannot stop me
Straight up to the top, buy the store make them restock it
Damn, yeah I keep the choppa and its cocked bitch
I don't give no f*cks about you, yeah I'm really toxic
Yeah I came to spit some bars up in his house
Guarantee I pull up to your house
Quiet like a mouse
Get the cash bitch in large amounts
Ayy I'm really talking real shit that's what
I'm about
I ain't f*cking with these hoes, just
For clout, uh
Yeah, not just for clout, uh
Really pull up on your block, spin twice and air it out
Yeah, Heber Springs 501, I'm the king
Guarantee I'm spitting f*cking bars
And I bought your bitch a ring, but it's not a wedding ring
God damn, I'm the motherf*cking man
Slumped the opposition like a motherf*cking xan
Everyday she hit me up like Jayrad, what the
Plan?
Yeah I'm in the studio, I'm spitting bars
That's where I'm at, you know I'm staying up
Yeahhh with your baby mama, bitch I'm laying up
I don't give no f*ck, I'm staying paid up
I ain't doing no fronting, yeah I'm steady stunting
Young fat boy with your baby mama munching
Oh shit, what the f*ck's going on?
Everyday I'm balling like LeBron
Yeah we get it on
Guarantee I get into the money and I'm making songs
Yeah I'm f*cking rapping about this real shit
This the life I'm living
Guarantee im codeine sipping pour before I'm livid
I ain't f*cking stopping until I have done maid me a million
Guarantee I'm going and I'm gonna f*cking raise the ceiling
Fill up arenas and tear down buildings, bitch I'm chilling
Guarantee I'm f*cking lit and I'm spitting facts
Everyday I'm smoking big backwoods of motherf*cking thrax
Yeah, yeah bitch I'm getting to some money
And I'm chilling with your bitch because she think I'm funny
Damn, big belly is a money tummy
Bitch I'm worth a lot, doing donuts at the lot
Guarantee I walk up in the store, I buy make them restock
Ayy, everyday I'm lit, I should go sell me some stocks
Yeah, put my trust up in a brick and never in a hoe
Yeah I'm smoking big ass big blunts while on parole
Guarantee I ain't gonna stab you, I'mma hit you with this pole
Guarantee your girlfriend dancing on the same f*cking pole
Oh, shit, what you motherf*cking mean?
Ayy, I done had four whips of the same kind that's a Z
Yeah, sports f*cking cars
When I'm whipping they too clean
Yeah, everyday I'm spitting f*cking bars
And they be mean but that's just me
That's just what I'm on
RIP to Kobe, trying to ball out like LeBron
Walk up in the store and spit some bars, make a song
Guarantee me and opposition, we don't get along
[bow bow]