Unattached Video (MV)

Keep trying to love you, but you won't give me your love back, what the f*ck is that
Once you finally get a thug unattached, it ain't no coming back
Open a bottle, get some woods, I need a blunt to ash
I'm a star and these niggas wish, go do some jumping jacks

Beat the beat, I chop it down like I'm a lumberjack
Can't go tweet for tweet or back and forth with clowns, been done with that
Beat a nigga ass in the first round, I don't need my gun for that
He saying he want smoke with me, you know you dumb for that

Cause they know nine times up out of the ten, I got my gun attached
Step back and I dunk his ass for free, it ain't no fun in that
Uh, niggas off, they trying to see where the beat running at
I'm a boss, I'm trying to be up where the sun is at

Where that money at? Do the dash to it like I'm a running back
I'm running fast like I'm the flash, when I see cash, I'm on it's ass
My only task is get a bag, they getting mad, I press the gas
If you ain't first, you gon' be last

How you say I'm green when you the one putting on a mask
How I'm supposed to relax when I got folks stabbing my back
You should know I'm at my max when you do something and I don't react
I do a coin flip to see if I really wanna keep living

I swear I'd throw the money away if it really wasn't worth giving
You could be in a better place, but what you think is worse isn't
When they put my folks in the grave, it made me switch my intentions
Uh, it scarred my heart, on top it made some indentions

From the start, I never blamed nobody for my decisions
I be ducked off in the cut like I'm gon' make an incision
She been showing off her butt, I know she want me to hit it
(And I'm gon' hit it too)

Why can't I get to you? The words I say ain't getting through
I won't say I been missing you, but I been missing you
Boo hoo
But anywho, I'm on the road to many blues

You gotta be on a stool if you the one that I choose to include
And you must be a fool if you don't think I see what you gon' pull
I done helped everybody else, can't help myself, my arms is full
Having money cool, but I wouldn't describe wealth like cars and jewels

Keep trying to love you, but you won't give me your love back
What the f*ck is that
Once you finally get a thug unattached, it ain't no coming back
Open a bottle, get some woods, I need a blunt to ash

I'm a star in these niggas' wish, go do some jumping jacks
Beat the beat, I chop it down like I'm a lumberjack
Can't go tweet for tweet or back and forth with clowns, been done with that
Beat a nigga ass in the first round, I don't need my gun for that

He saying he want smoke with me, you know you done for that

GlxK