Elevate

Lyrics for Elevate

What? What? What? Oh, what? Minutes seem like hours Everything I drop classic, I've been active, kicking all their asses Turn your favorite rap act into ashes Got the vision like ASAP Yamz on acid I sold my old fiends grams, now it's records and plastics 2016, I had a brick in the cabinet Running up the cream, I attracted like a magnet Black gat with a beam, you don't wanna interact with It's in the jacket. Heard your shit, but I don't jack it It's not the same cloth, this bitch stitched in your fabric I'm a maverick. Mastermind, you need to practice I'm after mine, bag up every fragment In these waters, I'm a whale, you a small fish trapped in the dragnet The game a maze, you gotta move, advance through I'm the king, that shit won't ever change like Superman suit The best player with the attributes tuned to 100 On the rise, I watch them gods capsize, it's no surprise I run it I had to elevate. *(Uhhuh)* I'm over the stove cooking shit that they'll never make Gotta put your heart and soul in it till you get it straight Forever dedicated to the cheddar chase Married the game, said the vows, said "I do." *(I did)* Kissed the bride, then the money piled to the roof Like Oh, what? Minutes Yo I'm in a different mind state from when I caught them cases Shackled up in court, switched to cords, now I talk with corporations Getting funding for the S-corp, I need all the payments Hopping off the plane to play in foreign places Lately been my lifestyle Pay the price if you gambling in your life, but we rolling the dice right now Still tied to grimy niggas that'll leave you wiped down Selling A-class work on the low in a white town, I aim to prosper Chose the streets, I could've been a doctor Grew beyond their belief, they gotta fix their posture When they addressing me, manifest destiny Saw it in the press, I did it for cheddar allegedly God in the flesh, still somehow God blessing me He saw me sinning, catching wreck, pressing ecstasy I had no silver spoon, I had to invest in me Took a chance, now it cost bands to get the recipe I was like, you know what? I'm nice niggas fuck with my music let me try to just, you know what I mean? It's like, it's gonna separate the casuals from the real people who fuck with you if I got all these thousands of fucking followers on Instagram I'm a hustler I've always been a hustler before I do music it's like, one of my homies told me You got all these followers, nigga you ain't selling them shit You understand what I'm saying? Like, all these thousands of people follow you, if you Put this product up for sale Sock it to my pocket! Put the money in my hand, hoe. You know, it's something that I always Wanted to do. I wanted an easy job when I was 18 years old. And I ran into, you know, a friend of Mine, you know, and gave me the game about what this pimping was about. So I stayed down and Dirty, and here I am today