Vic Mensa - Imperial lyrics

[Verse 1: Dally Auston] A quarter to my name What's the day like Senses is moving in pictures Capturing moments of vivid incidents Hearing that the world gon' blow They tell me that the world don't know I'm smelling something loud in this smoke You can't stop this No medical this feeling is impeccable Got me feeling like a young king with no pedestal I raise the bar for myself and my n***as only This ones for my n***a Rodney May we forever lust for yo spirit Tryna get high enough to exhibit sh** was a giving & now we piffin' Lord forgive 'em, know we all just can't be Pippen Throw your hands in the air For yo land If you care Because of Jordan I know I can fly if I just spread my wings And it seems that I'm gone Change the leaves when I'm gone Seasons change when they fall This fluid is just Nike so just do it And I'm seeing that it's colder than its ever been Tripping the corner store Grab a swisher gotta blow Falling off the pinnacle Pyramids in my mental Chasing after riches Illuminati be snitching 'Cuz I know too much If you can't beat 'em then join 'em Lose a life in the morning I'm moving you n***as lame Imperial saving change My n***as is cooler than ice bergs Can I borrow a dollar I'm chasing after tomorrow Got 99 of them problems but a b**h ain't one Hit me [Hook: Jean Deaux] Between life and d**h my dreams won If you ask for wars I bring them I'm just searching for my kingdom I'm jus searching for .... [2nd Verse: Vic Mensa] Pages from off the wall I'm the forgotten chapter Chapped lips on the mouth of the fallen soldier Hear the cackled laughter from a the casket Cap gun with my lights on A snap from my Nikon Send a kite home for the n***as who spend nights gone I wake up early morning Thank god I got The freedom Some of my n***as don't tell me it's Hell and I believe them Live a lesson learning Adolescent yearning This is Athens burning Greek coliseums at my feet I see the worlds still turning Turned into something I'm not I think I'm a different person Personally I'm still searching Searching to find what Kurt did Hope I don't blow my brains out 6 ft deep with my facedown I hope I find my angel My pen my pain my PayPal That paint my perfect picture Profit we probably put more into paid than paid will get you Get your income get ready for the end come A Lion and a legend in my kingdom Imperialistic