B D R (Intro) Video (MV)

Wake up, I'm bout to roll up, I'm bout to bake up
Get this paper, I came up in the game and stacked my cake up
I roll with takers, them niggas pull up, yeah they bout to take some
That Boy a bitch, they took his whole pack and he ain't bout to shake none
We shot down on the block with Chops, we bout to get that boy a shape up
I ain't in love with that bitch, I just f*ck her, you break and makeup
I ain't a hero, I just saved the game, but I ain't even tie my cape up
I'm from the South, but all my weed is from the West, it's like the Lakers
You can't be black and have no money in these streets, the police hate us
I Stopped that Prayin went and got it, ain't nobody came to saved us
Yeah, that trapping ', made it happen, then the bows became our savior
This Shit, I'm droppin' in the game, these niggas try to steal my flavor
Every time I hit the market, you know Don, f*ck the game up, whenever Don
Touch the track, you know this bitch about to flame up
We makin' moments in the game, let's take a pic and put the frame up
Jolly Ranchers, different colors in the drink like Power Rangers
They turned they back on me, they thought a young nigga would never make it
Clip holdin' 31 shots, I'm feelin' somethin' like the Matrix
I stand on all ten, you can't never ever say I'm shaky
It's red rum in these streets, hit first, I can't get taken
My name ring bells in the city, yea I'm like the Masons
Yea I'm always strapped, I call it self-preservation
My cousin trappin hard up North, them niggas, get it out the basement
They behind in the game, they don't even know the basics
You left your shoes untied, we caught you lackin', yeah, we tied your laces
Watch out for the devil, yeah, you know he come in different faces
Grew up in the hood, yeah, we didn't see a lot of places
Now I'm catchin' flights, I might fly my bitch out to Vegas
I can do this shit anytime and any day
Call the plug, he sendin' them packs out from the bay
New money, old money, the money bout to decay
In the city, I'm the biggest, you know I'm havin' my way
I let you have it for a minute, I'm back, I'm on the way
BDR, young nigga, remember, we here to stay
I been workin' so much in the booth, I ain't got time to play
Tryna be a wealth, cause I refuse to be a slave