Tell Me Video (MV)

Ayo
Aye aye aye
Tell me where to go
Tell me where to go

Look, aye
Tell me where to go from here is we really asking
Tell me how you stop all these lame n***a's from the soul grabbing
Old bastard aint even round
Well shit it don't matter
N***a's in this f*cked up city can't fight they own battles
Never wishing down on my people, we need the same balance
Quit the small chatter
All laughter we snap backwards
Homie got clapped just a week ago
The city goin' ham wit' the killing the root of evil
When Martin Luther had us a dream
I guess that ain't matter we failing goals we trip on our own
Just watch our dream's shatter
Here to piss a few n***a's off
Ain't really got long
Just got the flight prepare for take off
We all gone take off
My n***a its a whole different zone, well im in flex time
Levitated to the highest of power, I'm here to get mine
Now you see It I was hit wit' different motives
I'm changing lanes I was seeking caution
Mentally out of it simply honest I wasn't for it
Beat all the odds I'm black alive, I know you see us working
The battlegrounds in which I step in this this shit for certain
Shit we came up wit' the plan put it right into action
Satisfaction what we aiming for is automatic
Know I can't be wasting time
Put my pride to the side
We gone shine through any weather
We gone be alright
So tell me where to go
So tell me where to (So tell me where to go)

I know you feeling the vibe
I know you feeling the vibe
I know you feeling the vibe, so we gon' keep it alive
This a indestructible vibe
The lost begin to catch on all in due time
Notice when they shoot for the sky that mean they shootin' for I
Never focused on people claiming I been aiming too high
Neck and neck with Pilot and he writing our name in the sky
Can't take our place, still praying for the enemies when I
Say my grace, we love don't hate
I learned it's better just to do it by my lonely
Out the mix becoming disconnected like my goatee
Forward to the future people talkin' like they know me
Absent in my struggle still talk on how lit the shows be
Stop playin', them n***a's fronted on me
You saw my track and kept it truckin' be a hundred homie, no hard feelings doe
They won't believe until you surpassing your limits bro
Start realizing ya' potential has no pinnacle
Peepin' ya' name on billboards and centerfolds
Now they talkin bout me I'm finna blow, well let em know
I am, the modern Martin Luther
I preach the gospel n***a can I get a hallelujah
I'm planting seeds for n***a's growth
I'm like a father to ya'
But we all on the same mission, so I'll sit down and listen while ya'
Tell me where we go from here
Tell me where to go from here (Tell me where we go from here)
Tell me where we go from here
Tell me where we go
Tell me where we go
Tell me where we go from here
Tell me where we go from here
Tell me where we go from here
Tell me where we go yea, yea, yea
Tell me where we go
T-tell me where we go
T-tell me where we go
From here yea, yea, yea