Elevated

[Chorus: Ralo]
[?] baby we done elevated, we elevated
All  them bitches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All  these niggas 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 bitches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All  these niggas out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it

[Verse 1: Ralo]
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 shit
I told [?] I won't come again
All of my niggas 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 niggas [?]

[Chorus: Ralo]
[?] baby we done elevated, we elevated
All them bitches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these niggas 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 bitches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these niggas out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it

[Verse 2: Birdman & Ralo]
Balling baby, blow a hundred racks
Gravy baby, no twisting that
Call my [?] nigga
We came back, can't fade that
We playing them niggas, and went shook back
Bounce back in them catolacks
No front nigga, with the hatchback
Rag top [?]
Situation got sticky nigga
No front nigga [?] rich nigga
We'll dump something, them bricks nigga
We'll pitch something that gon hit nigga
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
Niggas ain't [?] for him
[?]

[Chorus: Ralo]
[?] baby we done elevated, we elevated
All them bitches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these niggas 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 bitches on us hella hating, they hella hating
All these niggas out here agrvating, they agrevate me
Why they hating and we bairly made it? We bairly made it