Eggshells Video (MV)

Walkin on shells
Is where I find myself
I'm over on the other side
Looking for help
She tryna tell me all about
These feeling she felt
But by the end of it
I bet she gonna be under the belt
I be blending habits
Tryna fight off the pain
I like my cloudy days
With a sprinkle of rain
I remember days
Back on minimum wage
But now they know my name
And they be starting to say
That I'm a
Smooth killer
Rap game pillar
Dressing in the finest cloth
They calling me a Stiller
I don't feel her
But Imma try to hold tight
Cause every time I'm walking in
I'm feeling like
I don't care
Bout this feel shit
Only f*cking with her
If she talking bout some real shit
Imma throw my feet over the edge
And hope the times get better
They say that time heals all
But only if
You let it
And my appetite
Be whetted
To the things that I got
None of these people know me
Still they hit me up on the spot
I never had the chance to say
What's on my mind
So please excuse my language
Cause it's part of the rhyme
It goes
One
Barely waste my time with them
I'm waiting for the
One
Never chase the crowd
Cause Imma do this shit for fun
You think I'm barely moving
But just wait until I'm
Done
You think that I'm the one?
Shit
I'm write this story down with both
Wrists
I'm write this story till we both
Rich
But Imma tell it differently
The commas don't mean shit to me
I'm out here
Tryna make sure
That my name go down in history
But I'm wasting and wasting away
And I keep that smile up on my face
I cut these people out my life
And told all of them
Imma be the greatest
And imma be the boss
Imma fly myself to France
No matter what it cost
I just wanna pop it
And lock it
And drop a band
In my pocket
I flood the streets of New Orleans
But I don't think I can top it
Now never had the chance to say
What's on my mind
But now that I be here
Lets have a hell of time
It goes
One
Feet up in the groove
I think that I'm the
One
Feeling like a new man
Look what I've
Become
Dealing with my old hand
But those days are done
Man we had some fun
I think people need to mix
A little black with the white
So we can try to understand
Each other
See what's its like
To the most high
I'm hoping that he hearing me
It's finally clear to me
That I should hold on
To the things I know
Are dear to me
But now everybody
Call my future a joke
I'm from a place
Where everybody
Rolling woodies to smoke
And when you hold em to the sky
It be blinding
Cause we grinding
But all the smoke
Could never clout the perfect timing
I put the time in
To build the future I want
It makes it better
When the weather
Shining bright
When you don't
I keep some women in my life
Like Eenie
Minie
And Moe
So Imma catch ya later
Cause they knocking up on my door
I'm gone