Credits Video (MV)

Got the game on lock but Im not Nintendo
F*ck fake raps I do not pretend
I'm in a space and a mood I never been in though
In a no smoke zone blowin on indo

Meanwhile yall niggas blowin on outdo
You doin it for clout that aint what its about tho
Just keep it real, i keep it on chill
Signing licensing deals on a way to a meal

Tryna get sum mo attention just to turn into addition
Or chips, or chicken however u wanna spit it
Get rich, the mission has never been any different
I wish i could say it was easy it really isnt

Its trial and some error, regardless survive thru the terror
And leave with somethin that you can cherish
And live by yo own success level and merits
Until the reaper come and run the credits

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Credits, Credits, Credits, Credits

Back to that old school flow all real shit f*ck a gimmick
Aint worried bout the image, im worried bout a percentage
Dont wanna be the bigger spender nor pretender
I just wanna live simple with a clean mental

Dont want nobody takin flix of my fam and shit
Cuz I might trip and lose it all in a flip
Cuz of anger problems that I cant solve fast enough
Before they ass in the grass, and I'm f*cked

I need cash steady adding up, plus the fattest blunts
Stuffed with cabbage like vegan lunch
I'm Arthur Morgan how u see me wit Dutch, rollin em up
Horsepower when Im pullin a blunt, bitch, giddy up

The haze it got her giggling tough
Just wit simple things like weed, we living it up
Thats whats up and we higher than that
So tell a nigga whats flyer than that?
I'm in a cloud with my eye on a stack, Myles Hi