Flying Nuimbus

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