Mufasa Video (MV)

Feel like my brothers trying to take me out
I'm feeling like Mufasa
If u felt like he wasn't real
Then why he on your roster
This world full of fake niggas, lames and impostors
That's why I keep that pole on me close
Just like I'ma Rasta
If he not f*cking witcha' clique
Then how is he your Partner
He'll throw your sign n keep your flag
Nigga deserve an Oscar
These Niggas, bitches, and hoes
They one n the same
Always bitching and complaining
Talking about running some things
Man shut that dick trapper hoe
Before we run you a train
And if I do it I do it for me
I ain't worried about stain
I ain't worried about the bitch
If she ain't my f*cking main
You keep worrying about these bitches
Its gone drive you insane
I gotta a lot of shit
That's sitting on my brain
And all this anger in my body
Is getting to hard to tame
And nigga I know I'm doing some wrong
But should I feel Ashamed
Man, I was an angry ass nigga
But I done turned deranged
Feel like my brothers trying to take me out
I'm feeling like Mufasa
If u felt like he wasn't real
Then why he on your roster
This world full of fake niggas, lames and impostors
That's why I keep that pole on me close
Just like I'ma Rasta
If he not f*cking witcha' clique
Then how is he your Partner
He'll throw your sign n keep your flag
Nigga deserve an Oscar
These Niggas, bitches, and hoes
They one n the same
Always bitching and complaining
Talking about running some things
Man shut that dick trapper hoe
Before we run you a train
And if I do it I do it for me
I ain't worried about stain
I ain't worried about the bitch
If she ain't my f*cking main
You keep worrying about these bitches
Its gone drive you insane
I done heard a couple of niggas say I bossed up
Somebody go get Holmes before we toss bruh
I been a boss Bruh
I done lost stuff
My life been tossed up
If I keep it a brick then why lie bruh
The youngest nigga in my city
Nigga and I'm running shit
He got his hand in your back
Oh yeah, you a dummy bitch
You fronted bruh work
Damn, you just took your first lose
Damn that was your dog
Oops you f*cked up, that's your first cross
At the end of the night when you by yourself
Who gone help you
Swimming n your problems and regret
Like Micheal Phelps bruh
Attitude n body shaken up just like some seltzer
Luh' hoe here was mad and she was sad
Because I couldn't help her
Feel like my brothers trying to take me out
I'm feeling like Mufasa
If u felt like he wasn't real
Then why he on your roster
This world full of fake niggas, lames and impostors
That's why I keep that pole on me close
Just like I'ma Rasta
If he not f*cking witcha' clique
Then how is he your Partner
He'll throw your sign n keep your flag
Nigga deserve an Oscar
These Niggas, bitches, and hoes
They one n the same
Always bitching and complaining
Talking about running some things
Man shut that dick trapper hoe
Before we run you a train
And if I do it I do it for me
I ain't worried about stain
I ain't worried about the bitch
If she ain't my f*cking main
You keep worrying about these bitches
Its gone drive you insane