Trap Door Video (MV)

Imma Imma imma imma imma
Doing this shit so okay
I close my eyes and thanks for this day
I'm playing my role like i'm on a play
I do this for fam f*ck whatever you say, yo
Trippin and clickin and sippin
I'm on the road its more like a mission dawg
I need a lot of adrenaline
To climb outa these walls above the ceilings, yo
I'm just writing this shit for so long
Ain't making a song you judging me wrong
I'm no more whatchu think you talking to dawg
You are lost fam it's a different zone
Ain't playin you i don't play anymore
I'm stuck inside it's a trap door
I'm happy to have this feeling
Sometime its good sometime i'm just dealing
You think i'm chilling nah nah
I'm too f*cked up to tell you the meaning
Am i killing.. ya ya
Many souls i've sacrificed for this healing
Huh back in the day i was normal
I just woke up today feeling enormous
Looking for party i just wanna turn up
Sippin Bacardi i ain't a new comer
Damn m just killing these rappers for fun
This pen and a pad i don't need a gun
I don't need a sun i live in the dark
This negative shit is making me smart
You talkin bout positive shit but u ain't got none
I can see inside your heart...
So keep it to yourself your thoughts and rhymes
Coz i already know whatchu got...

Say it once or say no more...
Never look back once u have crossed the road...
My shit is too dope i don't care at all
Your mama screaming at you its a TRAP Door...

Once you have entered into this shit you can't get out
You have accepted the terms it won't let you shout
It won't let you down if you won't let it down
I'm inside the triangle with this new sound
These graphic images are talkin so loud
I don't know what the f*ck i'm trippin about
I don't know what the f*ck i'm thinkin about
I'm too high my world flipping upside down...
I was hated for too long coz they don't understand shit...
I was sitting in corner and thinkin for fam shit
Moreover i was so scared standing up in this bitch
Now i'm turned up i don't give a f*ck about anything...

Captured in this body actin abnormal,
Mom can you turn back me to normal
I'm gone you can't deal with me in sober
I don't wanna hurt you but you have to get over it...
I never mean disrespecting my parents
I'm makin a move i can't wait for a clearance
The clock is ticking this time is a devil
I have to go to the stage and give an appearance...
Sup
I'm trippin too much on this stuff
I keep it too rough
I'm shoutin like shit
Wassup with me man shit is enough...
I'm tryna look tough
Every time i cough
I bleed some rhyme out
It is my work...
I keep it too dope
Ain't f*ckin with jerks,
Don't you f*ckin tell me
What i deserve

Say it once or say no more...
Never look back once u have crossed the road...
My shit is too dope i don't care at all
Your mama screaming at you its a TRAP Door...