Hook: Metalecalec

Elevated elevated, the only time, I’m stress free, I’m elevated

I really feel, it’s best to just be elevated

You know the deal, we all should just be elevated

Verse 1: elevated I am, got the joint up in my hand

I be going through some shit, like everyday, I gotta gram

Yeah, break it down, gotta roll it up

Get me elevated, that’s show nuff

I don’t care, they think

They judge me, with every blink

I mean, damn, can I just live

I’m only 20, doing my thang, get up off my dick

Why you on it, aren’t u older, don’t you got kids

I’m pretty sure that living so free might be yo wish

At least it might be

Push me to the edge

Really see that you trying

I pack the bowl then I’m tryna go flying

Up in the air ima be really skying

Hook: Metalecalec

Elevated elevated, the only time, I’m stress free, I’m elevated

I really feel, it’s best to just be elevated

You know the deal, we all should just be elevated

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Verse 2: Metalecalec

On a different dimension, I’m so high looking down and everything just be switching

I’m like damn, now my vision blurr

They be talking shit, I hear every word

That the be saying, they be faking

I be seeing who they are yeah

Talecfam what I b claiming

Chilling, While I spark yeah

Blowing all this smoke, hotboxing ina car

I really just choked, can’t even feel my scars

I be having these moments, where I wanna break down

Den I lift myself up, making room for my crown

Rally gotta fit it, cause I’m better than that

And I be in my head all the time just writing these raps I’m so

Hook: Metalecalec

Elevated elevated, the only time, I’m stress free, I’m elevated

I really feel, it’s best to just be elevated

You know the deal, we all should just be elevated

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Sometimes I wanna block it out, you know sometimes I wanna get faded

Cause What I smoke, they wanna talk about, but real shits dis nameless

An I’m feeling Jamaican, and im in a different level

Boy stay waking while baking I’m so special

Like damn, I see palm trees, damn, smoking bomb weed

Blowing hella smoke, fat joints, well I got these

My girl she faded too, now she wanna get nude

I know where it’s going , and We might not make it to the room

I sweep it like a broom, we ain’t doing shrums

I put it down, so deep, she ain’t gotta clue

I can hear the moaning, I can feel the motion

So wet it reminds me of the ocean