Brokenbeats & Melodies Video (MV)

All I have to say is
Baby run away
Run away
Baby run away
Run away
Baby Run away
Run away
Make me
Feel like I'm lost in some world
Stop holding those thoughts, let's move on
Hold on to the dreams in the morning
Write that shit down to pay homage
I might go ham like her subway
Don't get in my lane like a plane on a runway
I flex every beat that I make with a topic
They turn out this hot
It's my bad
I can't stop it
Man they thought I might wait but time to finish it
Broke my mental chains and now I'm limitless
No time for no delays I'm into this
No time for no delays I'm into this
He makes money
I make commotion
Deep sea dive tonight
I got the potion
So damn smooth
Like man, you bathe in lotion?
You lying to yourself by saying I ain't the coldest
This is not your moms house
I get to pick what I wanna do, I'm sick of you talking down
To people with dreams bigger than you could conceive
Ego, insecurity call it what you want
The same thing
And I've seen people with visions defeated because they felt different
Never thought for a second that maybe that meant they brilliant
Giving second thoughts to second thoughts
Till they forgot who they were, and became the same villains
A sickness draining passion, your fears are dream killers
I got best friends scared to pursue their own interests
Never promoted indifference, except for this one instance
I've had doubt staring at me my whole life, from a distance
I wave back, middle finger on each hand
What seemed like safety, turned out to be a trap
That sunset is fake, LED lights on that lake
I'm driving into the dark, big smile on my face
If it seems like a happy place, it isnt safe
That Mirage in the desert ended up being his grave
But where fear resides and got nothing to hide
That cactus gave him water, them spikes saved his life
I'm not lying
Live in regret
That's how you love dying
Take a step away from that ledge
I never loved heights
Broken beats on melodies
Catching me on the soft side
Time to turn it up
A little Pesty never hurt right
I'm so cold with my flow switch
Nintendo
I know you hate to see me win
Pretend tho
How he making such good music?
Confusing
An EP on the way I think I might just lose it
Them broken beats
Melodies
Killing tracks I'm a felony
I flee the crime scene
I leave the booth empty
Album drop, cops show up
Yelling "I know this pesty"
A little too late on the chase, I'm on the next beat
I'm on the next heat
Wave
We amazing
You found your boys stale
Well, we upgraded
My only competition is Complacence
She asked me why I pissed in the kitchen sink, that's fragrance
I'm marking territory, you dogs cannot ignore me
Piss off the wrong cop
End of story
And I'm a poet
Man you're not a poet
I'm a poet with some rhythm so sick, Your doc'll know it
Cut the jokes