Lil Elo Hoe - Better days

I'm smokin this pressure to mediate
Get to the money don't hesitate
When you get to a bag
There ain't no turnin' back
So just be glad you did and celebrate
My money been goin up, elevate
Remember them days I was sellin weight
I thank god everyday, all them nights that I prayed
He blessed up and let me see some better days
Whole eighth of some zaza roll up in a vibes (In a vibes)
Nah I can't hang around you cause I heard that yo ass is a liar
I could never switch up on the guys
Tellin all these raps with my pride
I been in the stu spittin that fye
If you ain't seen by now you must be blind
Or better said you must deaf
No falsetto singin, this from the chest
Ain't got no time to be getting no rest
I'm plotting my steps, so you know I'm up next, hoe
The worlds gonna know Lil Elo
Can you get a feature? Like hell no
I'm not making music with nobody if you ain't bouta gimme some dinero
Dollar signs
On my mind
Tryna find
The road to riches
I'm smokin this pressure to mediate
Get to the money don't hesitate
When you get to a bag
There ain't no turnin' back
So just be glad you did and celebrate
My money been goin up, elevate
Remember them days I was sellin weight
I thank god everyday, all them nights that I prayed
He blessed up and let me see some better days
5 Percent tints on my eyes lids
These sunglasses hide that I'm high bitch
Can't fuck on a pussy with mileage (Ew)
No I can't even keep you ass my side chick (Nah)
I'm dressing like I got a stylist
All of brothers Nd I, we be wildin (On god)
Peakin off the molly got me smilin
Like the first time I ever seen a diamond
My new bitch she fresh off the islands
Her pussy be wet like poseidon
Go crazy when I'm up inside it
Like a star ima about to get to shinnin (Get to shinnin')
While all you pussies get to whining
Ima keep doin me, just keep on grinding
I know that I could get somewhere with rhyming
Im just getting started, no where near my prime yea
This gonna by my year
Why this bitch talking in my ear
Said how I don't give a fuck about anything is something that she admire
Cookies, yeah that's my supplier
Their biscotti be by get my higher
Rip jeans, white teas, and a jay
Yeah, that makes up the attire
Just a youngin makin his way
Getting so used to the hate
I don't give a fuck what people say
Cause I know that I'm destined to be something great
I just gotta give it my all and have faith
I'll be grinding till I'm dead in the grave
All I ever think about is that pay
Fuck fame, you could keep it
I'm just going hard so they put some respect on my name
I'm smokin this pressure to mediate
Get to the money don't hesitate
When you get to a bag
There ain't no turnin' back
So just be glad you did and celebrate
My money been goin up, elevate
Remember them days I was sellin weight
I thank god everyday, all them nights that I prayed
He blessed up and let me see some better days

Written by:
Alejandro Prieto

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