Chromatic (feat. Young Blame) Video (MV)

Chilling on the yellow bus
On a buzz
Feel the rush
In 5 years ima pop
Working nonstop
Finishing the job
I'll be trapping like a narc
Every time I roll with this chick
She always gets me buzzed as f*ck
And when they find out I'm a rapper they Be shook somewhat
And I'm not dissing
Yeah I know my place
That's right bitch
I'm a high legue
This is not a race
People say I'm crazy
But I'm just tryna chill nigga
Maybe even blaze it
I be spitting lines and they say it's amazing
Nut life is but a dream
And that's what I've been chasing
Life to me is just neutral
These words are useful
Bet you can't even find this shit on google
On these summer days
I be making plays
Never stuck on one thing
Cuzz it's not a maze
So tonight I'll roll up with a eight
Gonna pop soon get ready
Cuzz ima stay
Young Blame

Your bunch of fake friends
A bunch of fake people
Woooh
Shits about end
Your truly real evil
Woooh

Your being played by the system
I'm out here trying to bring you wisdom
So you don't become a victim
Of this bloody kingdom
What the hell do you want me do
You might die and start anew
Everything your being taught is not true
I am trying to get that message through
You should of knew
I'm out here spitting my lyrical mystical
Physical knowledge at you
Critical cartridge phew
How could you understand that
When my homies bringing to the tanned Path
You in school sat flat
While I'm going to be making my dreams Come true
And then bring my crew
The people that I've gone through
With things
Understand that I'm miserable
Cause I look ugly through my physical
Other people becom critical
I'm not trying to be one of those typcal
Mumble rappers
Wannabe Atlanta trappers
Or one of those Santa wrappers
Or stuck in a factory making pampers
Doesn't matter
Here's my platter
Full of chatter
Make it scatter
Or make it fatter
I am flatter but I'm also shattered

Your bunch of fake friends
A bunch of fake people
Woooh
Shits about end
Your truly real evil
Woooh