The City of Vice Video (MV)

Late night, bitch I'm doing my thing
Four-five, roll a blunt then I'll sing
Five-nine, till the moment I blink
Getting high, smoking dope with a pimp
Late night, bitch I'm doing my thing
Four-five, roll a blunt then I'll sing
Five-nine, till the moment I blink
Getting high, smoking dope with a pimp
Late night great view from my balcony
Damn right I see the whole f*cking galaxy
Slow breeze with the blunt in my hand
Oh please, tell me you understand
Sitting in the back
In my dream Cadillac
With a backpack, wearing all black
Yet I feel sad
What the f*ck just happened
Roll me up a cigarette
You think I would be happy
But it was all inside my head
Late night, bitch I'm doing my thing
Four-five, roll a blunt then I'll sing
Five-nine, till the moment I blink
Getting high, smoking dope with a pimp
Late night, bitch I'm doing my thing
Four-five, roll a blunt then I'll sing
Five-nine, till the moment I blink
Getting high, smoking dope with a pimp
Now I'm in the lobby with a hole in my chest
Demons all around me I've been waiting for death
Visual glistened, frontal vision f*cking blurred
While I take another hit
From that motherf*cking herb
Slickity gone, man I'm sick to my bones
Creeping at dawn and I'm always alone
Lean back in my chair
Take a look at the skies
Late night with my drink
In the city of vice
My advice
Huh, f*ck it
Late night, bitch I'm doing my thing
Four-five, roll a blunt then I'll sing
Five-nine, till the moment I blink
Getting high, smoking dope with a pimp
Late night, bitch I'm doing my thing
Four-five, roll a blunt then I'll sing
Five-nine, till the moment I blink
Getting high, smoking dope with a pimp