BIRDEYE VIEW Video (MV)

(It looks like you lost another one)
Showin' love and gettin' hate, won't let you play me, no debate
How it feel to be the one, I gotta say it's feelin' great
Stars alignin, know I'm shinin, I've been liftin' hella weight

Got this chip up on my shoulder, can't let them see what's on my plate
They took the key, so I just kicked down the door
I gave it all for this shit, know I'ma get so much more
Thankin' God for the blessings, I'm a diamond in the rough

Niggas actin' like a bitch, but on the gram they actin' tough
Used to think that I was cursed, mama on the demon child
Wish that you could see me now, I'd like to think that you'd be proud
Came up straight up out the boot, TC, Northside

Know too many don't survive, babies die, mamas cry
Gunroe be what they call it, I can't see me movin' back
Holdin' down the ones that's solid, I'ma put us on the map
Niggas laughin' but they broke, I swear I can't understand

Anybody that you ask, gon' say I had hella bands
I ain't give a f*ck about no school, I ain't give a f*ck about no friends
I kept my eyes on the prize, cause money rules in the end
Ain't give a f*ck about no friends

I kept my eyes on the prize, cause money rules in the end
Stackin' bands, tryna stack em' to the roof
I need a coupe in my name, I need a house with a view
Heard em' say I wouldn't be shit, so I'ma be the livin' proof

Keep your enemies close, so they can go spread the news
Drove a Benz in 14, lived a young nigga dream
Used to pull up on the hoes, all the niggas turned green
If you corny, but you rich them bitches, still fall in

I was corny with a stick, you laugh, I'm doin' you in
Used to wear niggas clothes, I fell in love with designer
Now I buy my own shit, and I don't wear it regardless
Versace drawers, my gone and snag amiri jeans

I was tweakin' off the addy, doin' oxy things
I wasn't takin' out the stash, I'm servin' all the fiends
Used to bitch cause I was smokin, now they do the same thing
Trendsetter, I'm the one they wanna be

I was livin' life young, reckless kid on the scene
Momma tired of bein' tired, kicked me out for a week
I was on the same shit, share the bed with the team
Teachin, bitchin bout attendance, I got places for to be

Fed another sob story, like it's hard bein' me
I got places for the be
Fed another sob story, like it's hard bein' me
I got places for the be

Fed another sob story, like it's hard bein' me
Stackin' bands, tryna stack them to the roof
I need a coupe in my name, I need a house with a view
Heard him say I wouldn't be shit, so I'ma be the livin' proof

Keep your enemies close, so they can go spread the news