Ralo – Elevated Lyrics
Artist: Ralo
Song: Elevated
Baby we done elevated, we elevated
All them b#tches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these n#gg#s out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it
Baby we done elevated, we elevated
All them b#tches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these n#gg#s out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it
Jump in the game like a refferee
All of these hoes fell in love with me
That worry me
Don’t none of the hating disscurage me
I jumped off of that porch
They did not give me no choice
They used to
They didn’t give me no remorse
I put my me
Run this sh#t
I told I won’t come again
All of my n#gg#s know Imma win
The church told me I was born again
He will not make me his son again
I’m in the trap that them junkies in
I serve them that raw, and they come again
I sit in the back of that Coupe
I do not ask for a roof
I only ask for the truth
Tell me what’s happening with you
I get that cash and I’m through
I throw that cash to the roof
I don’t have nothing to do
I don’t have nothing to prove
All of my n#gg#s
Baby we done elevated, we elevated
All them b#tches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these n#gg#s out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it
Baby we done elevated, we elevated
All them b#tches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these n#gg#s out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it
Balling baby, blow a hundred racks
Gravy baby, no twisting that
Call my n#gg#
We came back, can’t fade that
We playing them n#gg#s, and went shook back
Bounce back in them catolacks
No front n#gg#, with the hatchback
Rag top
Situation got sticky n#gg#
No front n#gg# rich n#gg#
We’ll dump something, them bricks n#gg#
We’ll pitch something that gon hit n#gg#
Fast life, and we hit licks
Crash type, we ship ships
Foreign lights on my foreign whip
On Stunna Island with a hundred chips
On Stunna Island with a hundred chips
Birdman got a hundred whips
n#gg#s ain’t for him
Baby we done elevated, we elevated
All them b#tches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these n#gg#s out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it
Baby we done elevated, we elevated
All them b#tches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these n#gg#s out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it
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From the album:
Corridos Arrolladores Vol. 1
Release Year: 1997