Tape #12
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Blast off no cap when I rap off
Two face like cat-dog
We don't fuck with em at all
Don't recon
This the last seconds
Im'a laugh second
When the bomb blow
I'll be on a beach
With my dick out
Told the bitch neck it
Then get naked
I don't make the rules
But I do break em
Broken dreams broken promises where I'm from
A rose that grew from concreke where I'm from
A little love go a long way where I'm from
Hyphy child born generation one still going dumb
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Hold on won't be here long
With my Nia Long
Black got a switch
Cheers bitch yeah so bring it on
Jet leader from the stance
Plum wine shake ya pound
Umbrella in my drink
Clear water yeah this the norm
Get it in my zone
Meditating, concentrating
Cops want me locked up
Hating that's they occupation
Want a black man dead sheesh
That's my observation
All I want to do is get this money
While Im elevating
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Blast off no cap when I rap off
Two face like cat-dog
We don't fuck with em at all
Don't recon
This the last seconds
Im'a laugh second
When the bomb blow
I'll be on a beach
With my dick out
Told the bitch neck it
Then get naked
I don't make the rules
But I do break em
Broken dreams broken promises where I'm from
A rose that grew from concreke where I'm from
A little love go a long way where I'm from
Hyphy child born generation one still going dumb
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Hold on won't be here long
With my Nia Long
Black got a switch
Cheers bitch yeah so bring it on
Jet leader from the stance
Plum wine shake ya pound
Umbrella in my drink
Clear water yeah this the norm
Get it in my zone
Meditating, concentrating
Cops want me locked up
Hating that's they occupation
Want a black man dead sheesh
That's my observation
All I want to do is get this money
While Im elevating
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Elevate, elevate, elevate
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Angelo
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