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Elevation

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ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob Elevation is the only thing I'm aiming for Doubt my shooter, he gone do it, that's what I'm payin' him for Six figures pockets full, bitch I'm paid Dropped deposits, get 'em gone, I don't think nobody safe I do it like every day Check the closet, find the safe Blue strips in my waist This that John Madden shit, you won't never know what my play SRT V8, Vroom Now my family fast, boom I was broke back last June Locked up in them county blues Now I'm in the fast lane, prayin' I don't crash out Crank a reckless driver then my nigga had to crash out I said if I catch you lackin boy you know you ashed out They said I'm broke, well let me be Ima just pull that bag out You gone be a victim to the system, I'mma be the bad guy Million dollar nigga so they reach and they got their hands out Only hand out You my friend now? Damn that's crazy, everybody my kin now? My past year, ain't nobody know me I'mma step, for sure, and I ain't gotta show it I done elevated, switch flows, now I'm out here flowin' You get deep inside that water Them sharks come take you out that ocean nigga (yeah) Out that ocean nigga Hit a block, get hit up the next day, we still postin' nigga He all on IG tweakin for his fashion, gotta show me nigga All that tough talk get you touched, I'm tryna smoke a nigga And I don't even smoke, I ain't no Loke, but I be rollin' niggas Blicky boy for sure, we sneak blickys in the show I want blickys in my safe, she know I can't trustin' these hoes When I called him he reminded me of my neck because he's froze From this earth you gone get blown away, long get gone Nah for real on every song Crack her back and then she gone I started smackin' through the phone Now for real, what you on? I ain't receive no hand out, I was standin' out Free the brack he crashed out, literally he crashed out All that smoke inside, it dry (oorah), he die, air it out Hit him up his mans shot Bitch, what you syain now? What you sayin now? Oh you my mans now? You a fan now? Ha, let's do it Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, Reese was there Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Catch 'em, smack 'em) Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Get active, on God, don't @ me nigga