Flying Nimbus

You don't work your ass off, to put tints on Accord

I need Washington less paint word to get Benjamin Moore

Wrong time to be clothes minded, think about all the shit I got store

Can't shun me for 2 hunned dollar kicks. When they spend a billion dollars up on war

I think different

It's wrong for me to smoke weed but they can paint sniffing

My parents try to warn me but you know I can't listen

I try to stay straight and narrow but they can see James drifting

See where I'm going scream yawk on a yacht

Sought after gold chains and good rings but those thing can't make you different

Cuz when it's bed time you take then chains off and your ass still remain ignant

Isn't it crazy how fast you can lose it

In the blink of an eye get your wings in the sky

Yet I walk around like I ain't able to dye

Last thing I wanna be is labeled a lie

Bye to the non believers

Bye to the stuck up divas

Bye to my no good teachers

Bye this is how I'll greet ya

Me against the world I got my back against the wall

Kick them suckers on your way up they would love to see you fall

Got 5 seconds left you can trust me with then you can trust me with the ball

Never worry about a thing cuz you know I'll give it all



Want no stress want no

Want no debt only gain

Want the cash want the fame

Pass that blunt and let my fly up on that nimbus



I don't even drink I don't even smoke

But life's too short man you'll never ever know

1 foot up in my in my grave 1 foot up out the doe

So pass that cup and let me fly up on this nimbus



You don't work your ass off to pay rent your whole life

You don't take your tax returns and then spend it on a belt and a pair of nikes

Got kids and a baby daddy maybe you should stay home tonight

Party too much and you drunk too much you're too old to fight

You can't give your childhood up is that what you been holding onto

Got to make adult decisions part of of growing up I warned you

You can look them in their eyes but they gone still somehow conform you

She say james I need some coach but my name is not Phil Jackson

Ask and your ass will receive, that rule don't apply to me

I won trophies for debating got turned down by Ivy League

Could've went to school for law, oh and absolutely free

But what I'm penning for me staring at my hand like booker t

Fuck a would've coulda been man I'm just trying to be

Call me foolish cause I chose rap over getting a degree

Family is supportive but most folks wouldn't agree

But now they wanna oversee because they play me overseas

No thank you



Want no stress want no

Want no debt only gain

Want the cash want the fame

Pass that blunt and let my fly up on that nimbus



I don't even drink I don't even smoke

But life's too short man you'll never ever know

1 foot up in my in my grave 1 foot up out the doe

So pass that cup and let me fly up on this nimbus