Flow, Pt. 2 Video (MV)

You think you hot but you not
All of my pockets got knots
If it ain't bout some money I don't wanna hear none of the shit that you talkin' about
She love when my dick in her mouth
Got her wet like it's never a drought
Blowin' indo you smokin' on out
Mathematics I learned how to count
Graduated I ain't a dropout
I remember everybody would doubt
Start getting some fame now they want some clout
I don't want relations I just want some brain and after I'm kicking you out
I'm stackin up money in piles
I see you tryna copy all of my styles
Through the struggle I still crack a smile
Because of my skin they quick to profile
I always be rappin' I wish I could sing so I could be more versatile
If you owe me you better pay up for I shoot this bitch up turn this shit hostile
I'm f*ckin' yo bitch and you don't even know it that's something you gotta find out
Be quite I'm smoking on loud

You think you hot but you not
All of my pockets got knots
I be juggin' I stay on the clock
I'm lookin through the mirrors watching for the cops
I keep my hand on the glock I'm never lacking when I run into the ops
On my mama I won't ever stop addicted to the hustle like my step pops
They gone hate me once they see me pop
I know that they hoping that my shit flop
Every song I get on I be killing the beat just know it's some heat when I drop
If it ain't least a million dollars in the contract then we don't need to talk
If this rappin' don't work then I'm back in the trap house gotta call for you knock
Reminiscing bout' the old times nigga I used to stay on that block
Rule number 1 always stick to the G code never talk to the cops
I keep my circle small and tight so I can know who all to watch
Stay working always doing overtime
I don't ever leave time on the clock
I make it look easy they wouldn't believe me
I leave these niggas looking shocked