Elevators is a step into the gritty sound, lifestyle, and pain of a New York City artist. It takes a trip through Rob’s new life compared to his old life when he was growing up in the city. From Elevators that stink like urine, to females playing him, to someone murdering his close friend, life was...
INTRO:
Uh, yeah
*Inhales, exhales*
Huh, too much smoke nigga
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
VERSE:
Uh
Fuck the questions I’m up in here
Smell like gelato since I been here
You in my zone since I been here
Uh, yeah
& I see some cute ass strippers
All my niggas ordered liquor
Now the couches lookin hit up
Huh, Yeah
Niggas hatin, you impatient
I’m just faded 'cause I made it
I'm just faded 'cause I made it
Cause I lived through all these summers
Cause these niggas killed my brother
You think your girl hittin me when it was just your fucking mother
12 hours in the movies
11 thots in jacuzzis
10 blunts that I cyphed
9 more I’m boutta light
Disrespectful, disrespected
I ain’t wit it, I been stressing 'bout
How we gon' show the other paintings that’s behind couch?
Shirts don’t fit in cabinets
Sneakers take my closet up
That’s just shit I’m bragging bout before I start to fucking stunt
Diamonds on my crystal cups
Full of dust I haven’t used em
Ron Barcelo in the living room my niggas gettin' stupid
Chandeliers hangin', Hu lights do the most
On my balcony wit Polo socks and Polo coat
See the projects pass the golf course
See the girl that wanna kick it
Told her stay up out the kitchen when we fuckin' flippin'
HOOK:
I remember elevator stink like piss and smoke (SMOKE)
If you want niggas to love you, say you always broke (BROKE)
Bitches comedy and treat you like a fuckin joke (JOKE)
Mad snipers in the bushes that don’t got a scope x2
OUTRO:
They don’t got a scope
They don’t got a scope
Lot of niggas on the block, still posted with beepers
Lot of hoes running round, still lookin' like cheetah's
And my niggas rolling round, still drinking them liters
We still drinking them liters..
Smell like piss & smoke..
(Smoke, Smoke)