Elevate

Ayy, when I elevate, I know it make em upset I could give it all away and still I'd be up next

Got a pendant for my neck, that shit cost me one check I could lose it all, but I still would make a comeback

Cook it up right, the fiends will make a run back Be out for two weeks, and they still gonna want that

Yeah, I can feel they want they buzz back My bro god been trippin', I'm like, chill, you got enough straps

Ayy, I'm tryna keep this shit classical Really bout my business, they be keepin' it too casual

Even if you broke, that ain't funny, but you laughable We was really trappin' 7th Street, Melrose Avenue

Like, take this bag and drop it off, I got a stack for you The fien bugs, we fucked around, we might've crashed a few

My little brother fucked around, he might've stabbed a dude We been through some shit, some of my guys took a slash or two

Ayy, but I ain't livin' like that Ayy, I can make a million off a rap

Diamonds on my baby while she sittin' on my lap Turn the Jansport to a Balenciaga bag