Elevator Thoughts
After longest times, all I have is my rhymes
And they shine like cut diamonds, selling 'em like dimes, man
All I do is rising above, all I do is searching for love
Love for myself, love for my craft,
Love for people around me, ain't never gonna stop
Stop cappin', you never cared for me,
Wanted yourself at peak, just a bad bitch, I used to meet
Felt something inside ya, had fun, messiah,
Keep flying, and rising, is opposite of what you did
Surround yourself with shit, same as you
And now playing victim, world doesn't revolve around you
I lost the fucking game that I didn't start
But learned a lot thanks to ya, crazy baby mama, huh?
Haven't fallen in love, but I was wrong,
When I took you for granted, and sex was all I know
Attached myself to your femininity,
And it was hard when I needed your body next to me
And this elevator thoughts,
Go round and round, infinite cycle, process...
But after storm I'm feeling aight,
Wanna see the light, but afraid of going blind
After longest times, all I have is my rhymes
And they shine like cut diamonds, selling 'em like dimes, man
All I do is rising above, all I do is searching for love
Love for myself, love for my craft,
Love for people around me, ain't never gonna stop
Kill or be killed, bring the pain or just die,
Express love or be deaf, my regret - state of mind
No room for new bitch, no will for them hoes,
No need for small talk, all I want is my bros
All I want is that girl, to be back at my palms,
To trust me like she did, before I foully fucked up
That's everything going through my head,
So now I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't hide, I just can't
Can't accept reality of actions, of words,
Of events that didn't happen, nowadays I'm at loss
I'm outlaw with these rhymes, and that's all I left with,
Want to get her back, but don't know if I will
This elevator thoughts, go round and round, infinite cycle, process...
But after storm I'm feeling aight,
Looking for closure, but afraid of going blind
After longest times, all I have is my rhymes
And they shine like cut diamonds, selling 'em like dimes, man
All I do is rising above, all I do is searching for love
Love for myself, love for my craft,
Love for people around me, ain't never gonna stop
And they shine like cut diamonds, selling 'em like dimes, man
All I do is rising above, all I do is searching for love
Love for myself, love for my craft,
Love for people around me, ain't never gonna stop
Stop cappin', you never cared for me,
Wanted yourself at peak, just a bad bitch, I used to meet
Felt something inside ya, had fun, messiah,
Keep flying, and rising, is opposite of what you did
Surround yourself with shit, same as you
And now playing victim, world doesn't revolve around you
I lost the fucking game that I didn't start
But learned a lot thanks to ya, crazy baby mama, huh?
Haven't fallen in love, but I was wrong,
When I took you for granted, and sex was all I know
Attached myself to your femininity,
And it was hard when I needed your body next to me
And this elevator thoughts,
Go round and round, infinite cycle, process...
But after storm I'm feeling aight,
Wanna see the light, but afraid of going blind
After longest times, all I have is my rhymes
And they shine like cut diamonds, selling 'em like dimes, man
All I do is rising above, all I do is searching for love
Love for myself, love for my craft,
Love for people around me, ain't never gonna stop
Kill or be killed, bring the pain or just die,
Express love or be deaf, my regret - state of mind
No room for new bitch, no will for them hoes,
No need for small talk, all I want is my bros
All I want is that girl, to be back at my palms,
To trust me like she did, before I foully fucked up
That's everything going through my head,
So now I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't hide, I just can't
Can't accept reality of actions, of words,
Of events that didn't happen, nowadays I'm at loss
I'm outlaw with these rhymes, and that's all I left with,
Want to get her back, but don't know if I will
This elevator thoughts, go round and round, infinite cycle, process...
But after storm I'm feeling aight,
Looking for closure, but afraid of going blind
After longest times, all I have is my rhymes
And they shine like cut diamonds, selling 'em like dimes, man
All I do is rising above, all I do is searching for love
Love for myself, love for my craft,
Love for people around me, ain't never gonna stop
Credits
Writer(s): Chingiz Nurushev
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