Lord Save Me 2 Video (MV)

Where the f*ck was you at when a nigga was down bad on his back
I got me some money right now I spend it downtown and no you not gettin nun ba
Uh, we made it, we here
I'm still sippin' on that lean
I still ain't drinkin' no beer
I'm still coppin' all that ice
That shit still giving yall the chills
That bitch left me, but I'm up
Starting to think that love ain't real
Where the f*ck was you at when I was on my back
I got me some money right now, and I spend it downtown and I won't go back
Remember when that bitch was callin' me dusty
Now she all on my sack
And these niggas still hatin' for that clout
I swear to God, you're not all that
Still rockin' designer, still rockin' Balenciaga
Yall can bring in the racks
Still on that paper chasing vibe
That's all on my mind and I swear to God, that's all facts
Told my mom, I was gon ride in the cat
Now look at me, doggin' the scat
Told my dad, he was gon' be ridin' the vette
And I bought somethin' better than that
I asked the Lord to save me
He saved me, and look at me, I'm all at the top
Younger me wasn't worried about this
He was still out chasin' them bops
And he was still runnin' from cops
He wasn't really worried about the opps
Now I be buyin' everything in the store
Don't give a f*ck what that shit cost
Still throwin' the money in the club
That shit make it rain
And it's still shit runnin' my brain
That shit don't function the same
F*ck the major, and f*ck all the pain
F*ck the bitches, and f*ck all the fame
I still want the money and the freedom
Still play this life shit like a game
Uh, we made it, we here
I'm still sippin' on that lean
I still ain't drinkin' no beer
I'm still coppin' all that ice
That shit still giving yall the chills
That bitch left me, but I'm up
Starting to think that love ain't real
Where the f*ck was you at when I was on my back
I got me some money right now, and I spend it downtown and I won't go back
Remember when that bitch was callin' me dusty
Now she all on my sack
And these niggas still hatin' for that clout
I swear to God, you're not all that
Still rockin' designer, still rockin' Balenciaga
Yall can bring in the racks
Still on that paper chasing vibe
That's all on my mind and I swear to God, that's all facts
Told my mom, I was gon ride in the cat
Now look at me, doggin' the scat
Told my dad, he was gon' be ridin' the vette
And I bought somethin' better than that