Elevator Music

23 and moving on, forward tripping
In a zone, phoning home, got me wishing for a
Brighter lane, I can drive, intuition
Had to trust it on the real ain't been missing
I've been fishin for a sign, we been cookin
Somewhere flicking, feds are flying as we're booking
If I'm lying then I'm dying, they ain't looking
Might as well do it now, for the tooking
And the taken, liam neeson kinda nigga!
Trips to brooklyn, breathin' out the kind of stress that got me hookin'
I cannot abide with time they be juggin
Roadblocks on the mind, i be tripping

21, 21, almost crashed, Imma drink that
Never sell myself, that's just dumb as hell
Pressure smoke me up
Ghost in the shell
Winds in my sails
Fuck up then then I'm S-O-L

Don't Dial on The Cell If You're Not Yourself
(Cellphone)
Don't Dial on The Cell If You're Not Yourself
(Cellphone)
Don't Dial on The Cell If You're Not Yourself
(Cellphone)
Don't Dial on The Cell If You're Not Yourself
(Cellphone)

I can see who's really with me
People rearrange, change
Like summer, fall, into winter
I live in stormier weather
I try to act like whatever
It all just feels like a setup
I fall asleep then I get up
I bet you my bottom dollar
The sun will come in the morning
I know the crescent is coming
I'm pressing everyone's buttons
I used to do it with caution
Got older, said fuck it
These niggas can't tell me nothing
I do what I want and love it

Ain't no missing
Ain't no second guessing
Ain't no skippin
Ain't no intermission
Ain't complacent
Racin' but we patient
Ain't no trippin
Corporate with the drippin
Fuck your limits
We're surfin the inner vision
Caught the wav
Now we're riding it as it glisten
Your legitness was faded since the beginning
We're a record
That only just started spinning



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Williams
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