Blues Video (MV)

Look at him now
A nigga who came up from nun wit no one around
He coming wit hounds
And they burning it down
Nobody gone pull up and challenge he filled up wit rounds
So he hit the town
Hiding inside from the feelings that's constantly knocking him down
Niggas be itching to get em, they mad that he winning, but niggas ain't making a sound
Reached for his guns ona side of his laps and he ready to let out ah pound
Aim at his head and he blow out his brains watch his body drop straight to the ground
Yea I been down before yea I know
Took lots of years just to get out this hole
Mama she raised me to grow be a man
Went into town with a bucket of gold
Now I'm a king
Crown on my head and the diamonds they bling
Stabbed in my back, I ain't dead but it sting
Niggas get mad and they speaking the least
But I'm ona top of this shit I can sing
Everything makin' it hard
You can look in my eyes and the pressure inside it been makin' em dark
Don't know where to start
Had blew me apart
But now I been focused on vengeance and making it spark
Niggas expected the least
Can't find a way so he ran to the streets
Battle scars killing him making him week
Bullets inside but he still on his feet
Pull out the pist and he blew it precise
Testing his luck like he playing wit dice
7/11 the chance he survive
Leave some roses for him when he lay down and die
Blood overflowing he loses his breath
Still at his lowest he claimed he the best
Heart beating fast as it move through his chest
Wounds on him throbbing and burning his flesh
Life ain't a game but it's simply a test
Love while you can til the very last breath
Mama I'm sorry for being the man
The life that I chose and I'll do it again