Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Elevate, artist - Chamillionaire. Album song Elevate, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.02.2013
Record label: chamillitary
Song language: English
Elevate |
Well it’s beginning to look alot Like y’all |
Follow my every step |
Take no tone how I rap |
What else would you expect |
Oh yes, They say that money talks in these streets |
If money talks then who say the most and who say the least |
That’s it if you can and if you can’t choke |
Ironically the ones who can’t the ones who came close |
They tell me this how the city really supposed to feel |
Tattoo my name on your checkbook that will let me know it’s real |
Listen, hatin is a decision |
I normally stay in the cup but some people hate the incision |
Tell you about the suspicion, I ain’t gettin commission |
And tell you how well and different they do in my position |
Abort the mission |
They say they could, they would, they should’ve did that |
If it’s 15 minutes of fame, where your minutes at? |
What have you ever done? |
what have you ever did? |
It’s rhetorical, don’t answer that 'cause you know what it is |
When you moving on up everybody wanna roll |
They say they love me but I can never be sure |
So you know, you know, I elevate on these hoes |
Elevate on these hoes |
They be talking about me everywhere they go |
But they don’t say when they see me in the streets though |
So you know, you know, I elevate on these hoes |
Elevate on these hoes |
Oh they tell you fade I say you can’t win |
What goods a hussle when your mentality caged in |
I pull up on the parking right up in the pavement |
Step out and look and be stuck in my own amazement |
And that feeling still ain’t for feeling |
Millions on top of millions, you gon become the villain |
You see this one room apartment when we was living |
This is why I’m claustrophobic and ride away at the ceiling |
Guess who calling my number, sitting in her pajamas |
Feeling like it’s Obama that I ain’t given her number |
Tapping that like a drummer, turning that into a comma |
And staying somewhere in the winter but feeling like it’s the summer |
Hold up, the garage is big as the court |
How you learn how to ball and not even get into sport |
Decorated the grill made it look like an SP |
But you can’t see the front when you’re in the rear trying to catch me |
When you moving on up everybody wanna roll |
They say they love me but I can never be sure |
So you know, you know, I elevate on these hoes |
Elevate on these hoes |
They be talking about me everywhere they go |
But they don’t say when they see me in the streets though |
So you know, you know, I elevate on these hoes |
Elevate on these hoes |
See I came up on that Scarface |
And I came up on that Cass |
That Pimp C and that Bun B the professors of my class |
When I made your deal head came through who came up on the last |
Same person that had taught you how to come up on that cash |
They say that flattery’s what you get from an imitator |
Get birth to all my haters I shouldn’t have paid for your labor |
When you turn to the savior and never ask for a favor |
Watch people that never gave you a favor act like they made you |
But I gotta get mine, even get on the rotation |
Gots to stray thrill never been an imitation |
Never stop lying 'cause there come the complications |
Broke the boys off, call it weak intimidation |
Look in my eyes trying to tell you what you facing |
Out then outside it’s a legend in the making |
Watch where I slide in the elevated door |
Elevate on these hoes |
Elevate on these hoes |