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What floor would you like to go to? Are you scared to follow your dreams? Everyone's scared to go to thirteen How are you supposed to be the biggest star in the world if you're afraid to hop in a elevator and go all the way up? Why are you so afraid? Think about it If you see how fast people move on after somebody died, you would think twice before you care about what anyone has to say about you So get on the fucking elevator and press up Hopped up on the elevator on the way Penthouse full of dreams and somе silicone They nevеr thought that they would see my face (Oh, oh, oh) I popped up my champagne bottle on 'em all ('Em all) I'm poppin' Bitches all around me Me and my squad we shoppin' She give me sloppy toppy I just came on her diamonds That's why she call me Papi All this fuckin' money (Oh) About to fuckin' drown me Gasoline Pour it all over me Matches in my hands now Burn it all down now Letras de cancionesCigarette between my teeth Gasoline (Pour it all) Pour it all over me (Light it up now) Matches in my hands now Burn it all down now Cigarette between my teeth I set myself on fire (Woo) For these hoes (Hoes) To keep 'em warm (Warm) They don't need clothes (Yeah) I brought the smoke (Smoke) You pussies broke (Broke) Hopped in my Ghost (Yeah) Then I went ghost (Grrr, bah, bah, yeah, yeah) Flexin' while they're all in debt (Woo) Eyes in the back of my head (Yeah) Always watch my back (Back) Like I got two backs (Flex, flex) Flexin' on my jet (Yeah) Icons on my bed They thought I was dead (Facts) I ain't finished yet (Woo, yeah) Gasoline (Gasoline) Pour it all over me (Pour it on me) Matches in my hands now Burn it all down now Cigarette between my teeth (Ooh, ooh) Gasoline (Ooh, ooh) Pour it all over me (Light it up now) Matches in my hands now Burn it all down now Cigarette between my teeth Oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Uh I'm paper chasing 'til my soul hurt You either quit or keep goin' but they both hurt Like Jamie Foxx in that movie, had to soul search Had to die, come back to see my soul's worth Different levels, different devils My energy is my currency Pick a classic, I got several I'ma live for eternity Thinking 'bout my fuckin' past I remember doin' trash No one thought that I would last Signed to Jay-Z then I fuckin' spazzed And Nima still got my back Austin Rosen helped me, I was doin' bad My first feature, I put Nipsey on the track Do your fuckin' history, man, that shit's a fact Shout out to Tuma, Rap Caviar "Disrespectful", turned me to a star My nephew's rich if I'm ever dead Shout to Mark Pitts and Peter Edge Got my momma out of debt Couldn't pull a Lil Nas X Leave your family in the projects With diamonds 'round your neck, man, that ain't a flex Fuck love, I just want respect Got my whole country tatted on my chest And my country know that I'm the fuckin' best They show love to these bitches 'cause the man a threat Fuck your followers and fake likes With your fake streams for songs you ain't write I'm tired of bitches playin' fake nice I'ma die a fuckin' legend, fuck your fake hype Heard your album was a gravesite I just did a show with Sting on Fallon Late Night I'm everywhere, you ain't never there On this elevator up, watch these haters stare See when you go up, make sure you don't go down [?] GASHI, that humiliation that you feel inside, uh GASHI, you feel good, like, uh, not being successful yet [?], you feel me You gonna take off [?] And he said to him [?] It's better to be from down the hill And looking up and tell somebody, "Fuck you" Instead to be on top of the hill And to tell somebody, "Please" From Letras Mania