Nimbus Video (MV)

I've been smoking meditate
I levitate above these other niggas in the rap game
Send a bullet straight through his chest plate
Spitting straight flames, burn it down like it's Notre Dame
I don't paint pictures, I rip them off the frame
And the paint stick to me like a nickname
Now when I burn shit down i'm the one to blame
So that's my new claim to fame nigga
My diamonds dancing on my chain nigga
Let the chopper out and let rain nigga
Living like I have seven lives no Pain nigga
A war veteran like my name was Mccain nigga
She hop on me like a panther
Take that bitch up for ransom
More flames than a candle, you can't handle the friction
I'm a vandal, I always man up to these bitches
I ran up, now your mans down, no fitness
Any witness will meet up with the nimbus nigga
That mean he in the clouds
Out of body experience like he smoked some loud
While y'all niggas crying I was moving pounds
For 5 seasons Like it was Meet The Browns
Got a new girl, she bow down on the couch
Named Trudy, she sucked the family, no proud
Like woah, god damn, I been trappin, for years
Red dot, two shots, might mess up my career
Got Two thots, but I only give attention to the mirror
You don't f*ck with the vision? Tune your speakers and hear nigga
Y'all can't scare me I did my time
Solitary up in my own mind
I've been in the hood, Got caught for selling some white boy
(What that mean?) That mean 10 for a dime
A nigga been up in his mansion with models that look like Marilyn Manson
Y'all nigga are assinine, i'll blast the tec-9, on cloud 9, chilling with the devil on Face-time
My bad that's your girl on the line god damn
I took your girl and that ain't right, god damn
She loves me but I don't even breathe in her direction, I'd rather she stay in her bubble she kept in
NCNTC do these bitches so mean
We finna blow up even you will try to hop on the team
Shout out my nigga Supreme
He don't f*ck with the violence but he'll give you the beam (And that's truth)
Like woah, god damn, I been trappin, for years
Red dot, two shots, might mess up my career
Got Two thots, but I only give attention to the mirror
You don't f*ck with the vision? Tune your speakers and hear nigga
Papers on papers
Haters on haters, waiting to meet ya maker
Passing the fakers
Almighty god
5'3 but I couldn't be greater
Call me the Baker
Making more bread, wont go for a real job instead
Wont sit here and beg
Bitch I am the king, so just bow down and give me the head, hoe
All yall busy gathering round getting mowed down by the feds, nigga
Momma crying, theres ain't no surviving, Like Martin Luther's dreams dead, nigga
Last leader got frowned on
I'm the second nigga put the crown on
Here's the thing nigga, I'm the king nigga
So shut the f*ck up kiss the ring nigga
Like woah, god damn, I been trappin, for years
Red dot, two shots, might mess up my career
Got Two thots, but I only give attention to the mirror
You don't f*ck with the vision? Tune your speakers and hear nigga