Ground to Space Video (MV)

I don't play games ho get up out my place
I don't talk shit unless we on MySpace
Boy you a disgrace get up out my face
I drive to Houston, ground to space
Drove to Hunters, made a banger
He's like, "you're my boy Ranger"
Coming with the sauce I got all the flavors
Said you don't have green, no free favors
Throw out the trash, what about the ocean?
I got the fix, Red Bull is the potion
I got the voice to put this track in motion
I soak in your ears like skin with lotions
11 to 0 call up my boy Mark
Except I'm not a champ call it James Dry Park
Open this egg call it a Kinder
I got a girl, no need for Tinder
I don't play games ho get up out my place
I don't talk shit unless we on MySpace
Boy you a disgrace get up out my face
I drive to Houston, ground to space
I'm with Reis, we dropping this for the streets
Make the beats, hop in the stu and we eat
Take a seat, can't mess with us we a different breed
Looking at yo feet, shawty look like KD yeah
Got tired of being shaded so I'm going to BK, yeah
Link up with my dawgs JVKC all the way, yeah
Feeling like Chris Paul throwing lobs on the fast break, yeah
Making all these songs up every night and every day, yeah
I'm a problem and I'll never go away
Always in your head, I live in your brain
You said we got some beef and I'm like okay
I guarantee that diss record won't see the light of day
I don't play games ho get up out my place
I don't talk shit unless we on MySpace
Boy you a disgrace get up out my face
I drive to Houston, ground to space