Follow Me Video (MV)

Ah yeah, a breath of fresh air
That's that type of shit them OGs want' hear
That's that good money for the pimps in here
Nothing wrong with their leg still limping yeah
I amaze 'em
How he flow so potently Used to shock myself now I'm so over me
I know I'm deep can't be touched like a rosary
It's prophecy how Pac said follow me
It's Villa Nova had to brush the Nova off
Call me human highlight like I'm down wit' Atlanta Hawks
Young Dominique Will I do whatever I will
Shank you in the back Yup dirty Brownsville is back
I'm Shang Tsung foreal Soul controller
Mortal Kombat Lyrical contact uh
I told y'all I'm gon eat
Got privity to the street My contract over when I'm deceased
Until then I'ma bask in my glory
Gotta go hard cuz y'all who came before me
Gotta aim higher than Shawn Corey
Raise the bar like the great Chris Wall
Get it poppin like Lil Mama lip gloss
Going to war wit' me you hittin' brick wall
The way I came up I'm getting them pissed off
Like I give a f*ck I'm just a crook on a song
Gas pedal to the floor F*ck the law
It's Bk dog Work the graveyard Work to play hard
If I don't have a gat I work the razor on some Brownsville shit
You f*ck around and get found in your whip
Uptown on 180 somethin' and Saint Nick
I hate a stink bitch But if you know how to cook
And drink kids holla at the kingpin Come on
Ah yeah, a breath of fresh air
That's that type of shit them OGs want' hear
That's that good money for the pimps in here
Nothing wrong with their leg still limping yeah
I amaze em
How he flow so potently used to shock myself now I'm so over me
I know I'm deep can't be touched like a rosary
It's prophecy how Pac said follow me
I am not about violence but come at me violent I will become a tyrant
You will hear the violin You will hear the siren
You will get a kiss but that's just the heimlich
Blitzkrieg Nov no Methamphetamine
The nigga front the cereal box done got old
Pull over to the side of the road Your whole style is chump
Your transmissions slippin' You need a jump
I bang hits in a day you need months
I smoke that good Buddha you need a monk
F*ck debating I'll George Bush my way in
MJ my my way out' a situation
Is you knowing who you facing It's Mason's that can't build wit me Lil nigga I'm busy
Your boy Villa nigga I'm what's poppin' nigga
I'm what's crackin' nigga I'm whats happenin'
But ain't no reruns once I get to clapping
It's no season 2 it's a wrap man
It's Erykah Badu It's India Arie It's I-Wayne and Sizzla lil nigga
I'll twist you Lil niggas
You don't understand I'm Twista to you niggas
Now let that sit for a minute
Yeah nigga I'm what the games been missin'
Ah yeah, a breath of fresh air
That's that type of shit them OGs want' hear
That's that good money for the pimps in here
Nothing wrong with their leg still limping yeah
I amaze em
How he flow so potently used to shock myself now I'm so over me
I know I'm deep can't be touched like a rosary
It's prophecy how Pac said follow me