Glorious Video (MV)

Step back then lean
You know I'm a big deal when I pop up on the screen
One step, two step, listen and follow my lead
So cold got ice everywhere that I be
Big drip, big whoop, that fit so clean
Big hitters, big missers, the f*ck you mean
Spit shit, kill shit, then I just leave
Do a run of the show then I need my peace (c'mon, c'mon)
Now I gotta bring the heater when the homies meet her
I know my brothers and I see that they can be so cold
Done with being meat beaters, and they all some dreamers
Deep down they be feigning for a girl to hold
I see the jealousy, but damn they should know better
Keep a distance from me, acting like they go-getters
They all be plotting on me, oh you think you're so clever
I see through that shit like mirrors cuz there's no effort
Yuck

Imma get it goin
Imma get it goin
Imma get it goin
Imma get it goin
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Imma get it goin
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Imma get it goin
(c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Imma get it goin
(c'mon, c'mon)
Imma get it goin

This shit is f*cking Glorious
I pop out of the tour bus
Looking like I'm Victorious
I make the fans weep
I got 'em yelling get down, stick 'round, look up, look now
Feeling scared to ever fall asleep
You have no idea what it means to be me
Half the shit I do is stuff you couldn't even dream
Hello, hello, phone ringing, gotta go and see who needs to get a hold of me, I know you won't believe
Believe, believe, in me, you still don't give a shit
Took my fifteen minutes and I f*cking double dipped
Then I knew I had something when this hip hop clicked
And if you're not for it you can get lost bitch
We making something out of nothing, think I'm giving up for what, and if I said that I was bluffing, till the polish isn't buffing, till the pencil isn't smudging, till my mom says no more cussing, Imma tell you right now I ain't stopping for nothing
You feel me?

I lost my mind a bit
Yeah I admit it I was slipping
All that taking but no giving
Now that fate can't be forgiven
Ask forgiveness not permission
These people never listen
I can hear bitchin every time I speak
Everyday I feel more weak
And this situations precious
I'm using all my privileges to send a f*cking message
Instead of being awful I'd rather be a blessing
And I mean when I say this
This is all the f*ck I have
And when I think of random lyrics I go back to the lab
I'm still not talking to dad, but
I can tell it's smoothing over
All I gotta do is trust the angel on my shoulder
Everyday I'm getting older
I can feel it when my skin gets colder