Rossa Skywalka - Elevator

I don't see none of these niggaz all I see is the paper
And I go up on these niggaz like I was an elevator
All I see is the paper stack it up and be ahead man
I'm going out bout my bread man I'm at the top like a head band
I don't see none of these niggaz all I see is the paper
And I go up on these niggaz like I was an elevator
All I see is the paper stack it up and be ahead man
I'm going out bout my bread man I'm at the top like a head band
I'm about to go up on these niggaz stopping me what is the use
And I stay saucing on niggaz boy you know I got the juice
Get this shit popping my nigga get to them bucks like yeah yeah
Never be stuck like yeah yeah your bitch wanna fuck I'm like yeah yeah
I really came up from nothing man it feel good just to ball
It's crazy you show people love but they still want you to fall
Too busy staying a 100 you can miss signs that they flaw
I watch who I keep in my circle it's hard to call niggaz your dawg
I got them racks on me nigga I had to run up a check
I got a baddie she naked I'm bout to get me some neck
Had to go up on my standards now I be taxing for real
Niggaz they act like they got it but they be cappin for real
All of this xotti we smoking boy I be way pass the stars
Get in the space ship I'm cruising I'm bout to go up to Mars
You know that I'm highly respected I bet you know who we are
We was just stuck in the trenches whoever think we go far
I don't see none of these niggaz all I see is the paper
And I go up on these niggaz like I was an elevator
All I see is the paper stack it up and be ahead man
I'm going out bout my bread man I'm at the top like a head band
I don't see none of these niggaz all I see is the paper
And I go up on these niggaz like I was an elevator
All I see is the paper stack it up and be ahead man
I'm going out bout my bread man I'm at the top like a head band
Going up to max it no coming down
And just speak facts this is more than sound
And feeling like Jax cause I'm breaking the ground
I'm in love with this pack got it straight out the pound
Gotta whole xotti and the shit is so loud
I be up in the air on a plane in the clouds
I can't fuck with you niggaz I'm the one that they doubt
I went straight to the top when they counted me out
Man I got me a wave and I'm running the south
Nigga ain't having motion they just running they mouth
Got some fam in the no I'm just making em proud
Hit that bitch from the back and I bet she gone shout
Man this shit never stop I'm just making it known
Gotta expand your horizons and go way past your home
Now I'm getting these racks when I'm checking my phone
Ain't no one at the top gotta go there alone
I don't see none of these niggaz all I see is the paper
And I go up on these niggaz like I was an elevator
All I see is the paper stack it up and be ahead man
I'm going out bout my bread man I'm at the top like a head band
I don't see none of these niggaz all I see is the paper
And I go up on these niggaz like I was an elevator
All I see is the paper stack it up and be ahead man
I'm going out bout my bread man I'm at the top like a head band

Written by:
Reginald Hardemon

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