Eli $tones - Top Bunk

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye
Yeah
Look
I remember cold days when I was sleeping on the top bunk
North side shordie, couldn't sleep at all
All because them niggas steady keeping watch up on the block
Them choppers cooking
Oh lord, and I done seen it all
Still rocking
Still got it
Still pushing
Matter fact we got up out them trenches
When they said we wouldn't
Listen up this for them cold days sleeping on the top bunk
Swear to god, shordie
I'ma get it all, yeah
Out of my mind like post-traumatic stress
I came with hit right after hit
I thought I was the best
I had to humble myself down
And it's still fuck the rest
But every time I'm shooting, nigga
I can't even touch the net
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And I won't settle for no disrespect
I'm 'bout my dollar sign, them digits
We gon' get the check
Listen we don't know you, lil' bro
You tryna' split the bread
These niggas want a bone, and I don't throw
No I ain't playing fetch
No, no, no
They looking downwards
Shawty looking unimpressed
Take it all, that's on my brother Sid
I say that with my chest
And look, I put in groundwork
All for me, I just invest
And I been broke so long
You can't be cheap when tryna' be the best
I remember cold days when I was sleeping on the top bunk
North side shordie, couldn't sleep at all
All because them niggas steady keeping watch up on the block
Them choppers cooking
Oh lord, and I done seen it all
Still rocking
Still got it
Still pushing
Matter fact we got up out them trenches
When they said we wouldn't
Listen up this for them cold days sleeping on the top bunk
Swear to god, shordie
I'ma get it all, yeah
I want baguettes with the VVS
Need some clarity
Like how long I'ma stay in this gutter
I need some therapy, aye
They tryna' take opportunities like I'm charity
They come 'round for my dollars
That's why I been moving carefully
'Cause I can't trust a single soul
That's how my daddy raised me
Do this for my brothers
Don't jump the gun when they praise me
Put in all this work
Bitch I'm grinding until it drains me
I been up on this road
And I bet they thinking I'm crazy, aye
Remember days when I would do this for free
These self promoters at the show thought they was ruining me
'Cause I just took these opportunities
And flipped them to gleam
'Cause now I'm switching up the motive
Gotta' do it for me
Yeah
I remember cold days when I was sleeping on the top bunk
North side shordie, couldn't sleep at all
All because them niggas steady keeping watch up on the block
Them choppers cooking
Oh lord, and I done seen it all
Still rocking
Still got it
Still pushing
Matter fact we got up out them trenches
When they said we wouldn't
Listen up this for them cold days sleeping on the top bunk
Swear to god, shordie
I'ma get it all, yeah

Written by:
Elijah Morgan

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