Get You The Moon Video (MV)

See, I was deep up in the H You would think that I was hell bound
The way I adapted to the things you couldn't tell now
On Tin Street, we was 10 deep 10 toes down, like our feet cemented in that
Concrete Sippin' on a cup of brew, smokin' bomb tree

The mix of those two, the only thing that calms me
We ain't grow up by no oceans, no palm trees We grew up gang life and fistfights and shootouts
I ain't have a choice, then get to pickin, choose the route
Gotta make life what it is, it is the proven grounds

Opportunity in front of me, ain't gon' lose it now
If I don't do it then, who gon' really do it now
If I don't move him then, who gon' really move em now
F*ck that, see, I ain't goin' broke Ain't boutta be out here to butt of everybody's

Joke Shit, I'm rollin' up now for whoever want
The smoke The moon, the stars, the money, the cars
Shit, they want the world if I had it in my palm
Me, myself, and I, yeah, we do not get along Couldn't talk about my feelings, so I wrote

It in a song
Up on Boulder and my dawgs really bleedin' shit
I'm up a dub, so now I gotta keep it lit
Instead of givin' in, I had to run them digits in

Took on a task, now I'm finally gon' complete the shit
Smoke loud like AD, I'm Big Chief and shit
My gun feel like stress reliever when I'm squeezin' it
And take it everywhere I go, it ain't no leavin' it

What type of shit is that? Like, what's your reasoning
I do it real thorough, never with that foolishness I pull that AR, and AK get the loosin it
And when them guns get to speakin, they ain't sayin' no names
Just put your homie on a T-shirt and on that fake chain

I hit the plug, he only speakin' code names Bullet pierced him in his face, he thought
He had a nose ring Shotgun to the face, make that shit go bang
We ain't gotta say no name
Up on Boulder and my dawgs really bleedin' shit

I'm up a dub, so now I gotta keep it lit
Instead of givin' in, I had to run them digits in
Took on a task, now I'm finally gon' complete the shit
Three-peat, they think I'm Jordan the way I'm sweepin' them

Love every one of my cousins, I really needed them
Better watch what you say when you speak to them
Have me pop about that cut and leave you bleedin, bitch
Couple haters that I still gotta slide on Be all up in my thoughts as I ride home

I been that young one, ever since a young gun Regulating shit, politickin' with my cousins
The Moon,stars, the money, the car Shit, they want the world if I had it in my palm
Me, myself, and I, yeah, we do not get along Couldn't talk about my feelings, so I wrote it in a song
You show me love and I needed it You saw me cryin' and I was bleedin' it