That's On Me Video (MV)

Working all day and night long
Focus every line til' I write a hit song
I remember that time when I didn't come home
You was up all night blowing up my phone
That's on me yea
Sometimes I work too hard tryna master my craft
That's OD yea
Mind on the money I'll be rich let me check on my math
Mix my own shit gotta limit my cost
Look at my wrist I ain't ever gettin lost
Diamond cold shine bitch lookin like frost
If I ain't on time my niggas on call
Pulling my strings like I'm playing guitar
If I'm not at work you can catch me on tour
Capitalize my cash bitch I'm gon need more
If you watching my bag you can call my bluff
Niggas on tabs but you know my luck
He ain't gon pay me back but he gon pay up
I be chillin in the back double layer my cup
Shorty ass so fat gotta bottle my lust
Everything move fast when you're on your way up
Gotta watch for the devil he a good aimer
He the sniper in the back he be f*cking nameless
Turn me to a child of god wanna learn the language
If you on my tab and you don't want smoke
Roll me a fat one I'll let shit go
I be sayin f*ck the math when I'm in zone
Now I'm on a straight path it my be my mood
They go fast but my shit go zoom
Made this whole track locked up in my room
Whole cage packed like I'm in a zoo
I ain't satisfied til I make my rules
Working all day and night long
Focus every line til' I write a hit song
I remember that time when I didn't come home
You was up all night blowing up my phone
That's on me yea
Sometimes I work too hard tryna master my craft
That's OD yea
Mind on the money I'll be rich let me check on my math
I don't need designer clothes
I'm a ten I'm rocking with another though
When I say New York I'm talkin Buffalo
Gotta keep a jersey in my travel load
Not taking too many with me yea
Like Benny said you niggas can't all go
Lately I been dropping weight off the cargo
Niggas act like I ain't ballin like Patrick Mahomes
You can't have what I have you not playing ya role
Leave my stamp in yo city I pat me some ink
I didn't come with this money might cop me a mink
If you wanna stay on top then you pay me a fee
Boy I'm coming from a time where it used to be cheap
Then I started looking back like what happened to me
Why I'm doing all this why I'm slaving for free
Losing all I had that shit was a favor at least
Faced the trials and tribulations that made me a man
I won't recommend no shit I won't make a trend
Sometimes I be working late but I do for my kids
If I put in all the work then they never gon miss
You niggas know how I go
No drama be in my soul
More commas dollars more rolls
Financial freedom I love
But am I wrong?
Working all day and night long
Focus every line til' I write a hit song
I remember that time when I didn't come home
You was up all night blowing up my phone
That's on me yea
Sometimes I work too hard tryna master my craft
That's OD yea
Mind on the money I'll be rich let me check on my math