New Era Video (MV)

Yea uh
Got my nigga on the beat
Loyal money
Loyal
Money yeaaa
Loyal money money mason
Uh hold up uh woah
Jumping into this beamer this bitch look like a concert
Im on these trees like a lemar and every blunt i roll diverse
I cant compare shine to a glimmer watch out bitch im getting mine first
Cant confuse the fame aint shit sweet you gone f*ck around and make this star burst
You might of thought i was in management how a nigga make this 9 work
Versace shoes rocking fine fur smooth and deadly like a lions purr
These bullets travel like a rocket ship youll never again find earth
Ride the wave i hope you wrapped tight cause this bitch will make your mind sutf
Tony montana issues
Small world my mind bigger
I got plenty product to much business
Chop the product chop ya children
I got snipers on the building
And a inside man like he feelings
May god be with ya god willing
Cause i aint playing with you niggas
Better play yo poisition this boss shit dont jump in it
Gold on me like modelo
Keep a stick like i play the cello
Introducing murders like a hello
And that sawed off pump will make ya head roll
I dont shoot regular fire this is hell smoke
Nonstop like drizzy nigga lets go
Got em all shook and they stifled
Pull up and pull you to this rifle
You and whoever else like you
Walking down on you tower over you like im the eiffel
You gone need insurance and a surgeon thats precise with his movements
You bout it bitch come on lets do it
Stop all that cappin and playing
You bout to get drop where you stand
Im all action please dont confuse it
My mind dont make me lose it
Stand on the truth and run thru that bullshit
Moving with silence and jump to conclusions
Murder my mind cause its too much confusion
Yo death on my hands i pray this an illusion
Make sure i cover my path no stacy but i did the dash
And left the whole murder scene clueless
Thuggish and ruggish and booted
Niggas i run with dont watch where they shooting
Keep your eyes peeled and watch what you doing
Yea im a soulja boy but i aint youuin
This choppa ride with me like im out here carpooling
These niggas sweating but they bitches drooling
Thats some real drip bitch i know what im doing
Trying my best not to flip and cope with the stress
But niggas always want to test
Im wishing them well they wishing me death
I wish that you would i wish you the best
You think this shit soft then i stiffing yo flesh
Get it how im living and you get the rest
You aint seen how i do it you aint seem nothing yet
Its a wrap roll the credits bitch mason up next
When i rock my denims only time that i guess
No buttons to push on me thats why they pressed
Whip up in the kitchen lord please bless this mess
And they wanna know why i hustle like this
When the world told me no my money said yes
The haters said chill my spirit said flex
They well running dry while im flooding my chest
Im at full flight while they stuck in the nest
You bored at the crib i board on a jet
Im like a mechanic i ride with my set
Never gave up on me give you upmost respect
Im taking that chance i cant live with regret
Brand new 100s bitch the ink still wet
Loyal money nigga with a 40 on deck
Me and loyal money rico bout as real as it get
Remember we was lil thuggin in the projects
Always told eachother itll be like this
They cant really comprehend they aint g like this
All them cold nights i had to freeze my wrist
Thank the man up above he let me see this shit
All the times deep inside that i knew shouldnt have missed
Living proof and the meaning that we all got gifts
Wake up right now love and own that shit
You the only one that control your ship
Set sail until you arrive where you really want to get
Cause life too short and the world too big
You better look up
Loyal money