Lyrics:
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I'm at the upper echelon spots with nuthin but rags
You flossed out but brotha please tuck in them price tags
Just tryin to slide like ice under
and focus on the fun
Tell my family and friends that the bill that it's done
It's what I'm talking about
Money for the bank account
Money in the bank account
targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
In your upper level, valet a couple strays
From the 38 special, nigga, God bless you
I
targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
In your upper level, valet a couple strays
From the 38 special, nigga, God bless you
I
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
she'd check each status page after page
Disregarded all the lower wage cats her age
And kept the married and engaged upper class in range
They would meet
the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news
In the strip club ballin', Bill Collecta keep callin
You ain't even
a valet hearse
Everything i am, thinking Kanye words
But It's K by the way, putting my name first
That's word to AB
Said i put in on my soul
I ain't
that last letter and
I answered and never heard from you again
You used to write insane poems about
ANGELS AND GOD, all in upper case, and you
Knew
uppers bitch I'm geeked big extendo poking out my pockets playin hide and seek got some dope from cross the water set up shop I'm in these streets Nigga
we live in heat, so drop that shit and drop the beat
Lets party in my streets and leave the hotel room with dirty sheets
I'm no holds barred, baby,
got the like what you gone do
Make sure you check out the upper room
Under the bed and the oven too
Please do not move while we're looting you
But by
on the hips, bought coke to fill chips
More burners to fill clips, check it
Putting coke in corner store bodegas
In the back room playing Sega Streetfighter 2
(pissed too)
Her lips turning purple from bite marks
And my lips turning purple, go die hard(go die)
When you walked in the room I seen bright sparks
But it
music
I don't care about the numbers I don't care about the dollars
I ain't got no room in my head for these people playing games
If you don't know me
King of Glory
We invite You now to come through
We are willing in this hour of Your power
We are gathered like in the upper room
Heaven come down
We need
saying, could give a fuck about some clout
Coolin in that upper room I got my phone on DND
These lame niggas man I swear these lame niggas hate me
Steady by
Stack of bills on her kitchen table
Out go the lights and off goes the cable
If she don't pay 'em by the 15th
And it don't look like she's gonna
Elephant in the room
Let me address this
Yeah
Elephant in the room
Look
Let me address this
Elephant in the room so many lies on the tune and it
Elephant in the room
Let me address this
Yeah
Elephant in the room
Look
Let me address this
Elephant in the room so many lies on the tune and it
Elephant in the room
Let me address this
Yeah
Elephant in the room
Look
Let me address this
Elephant in the room so many lies on the tune and it
Hear the Echo of dying in gallows Inferno grill
Million of Gauchos are cheering the Toro in their own drill
Racing down by the upper tile they cross
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