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curreny – elevator musik lyrics

[intro:]
(yawns)
long night,
think i gave my last hundred (to the f-ckin’ valet)
good evening mr. jackson
i mean good morning, sh-t
dang

[verse 1:]
uhh, number fo’ jordan soles to the flo’
steppin through the elevator door,
select a level that i wanna be on
one push of a b-tton be gone
doors open in the living room of my home,
penthouse i own
i got it on my own
when i’m gone engrave
that phrase on my tombstone
n-gg- i’m in the zone,
like the 1-3-1
lookin’ down on the super dome gettin super doam
new orleans i roam
i love where i’m from
they know where i started they know how far i’ve come
if i said i’m a do it you could consider it done
my track record will prove it, i showed you for seven months
mixtape after mixtape all was solid
google my name and you could read all about it
no longer no limit but a n-gg- still bout it
no longer cash money still got fat pockets

[chorus:]
uhh, this is elevator music
all we do is ride around and get high too it [x2]
all we do is ride around and get high too it
that’s why we call it the elevator music (look up it’s the jets n-gg-)
cause all we do is ride around
and get high to it (where haven’t we been yet)

[verse 2:]
uhh, a yessir i got my lazy eyes
on that prize dime right there
i pull up the coup
it’s like a pull out a chair
because the girl broke a smile and just sat there,
yeah sh-t happen like that all the time
i’m used to it
i just take it in strides
split another, keep movin
tie loose ends,
burn a couple of frees
chop fan business
burn a pound of haze
moves get made mo funds to raid
n-gg-s wanna get paid, get high, get laid
and repeat those steps
and that order everyday
my name in these streets
my name is my name
that sh-t that i say to remind you n-gg-s
even if you don’t see me i’m around you n-gg-s
i pound these b-tches
dumbfound these critics
just spittin’ the sh-t that i’m really livin’
spitta

[chorus]

- curreny lyrics

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