Elevate & Motivate (Feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Nel-Denarro)

Trippie Redd: Yeah Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on Yeah Ooh, yeah And we poured up, fours up Trust me, lil' nigga, you won't get no love Trust me, lil' nigga, you won't get no love, yeah, ooh Got a chopper, let it bang, it'll blow your fucking brain You know we fly like some planes All we do is elevate Elevate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, to the ceiling elevate Motivate To the ceilingl elevate Motivate, to the ceiling elevate Motivate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, to the ceiling, elevate Motivate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, yeah NBA YoungBoy: Paper trail, been applied, but ain't coming direct Negativity hit so hard that shit will blow out your chest Criticism done left me scarred, but live my life at my best And I never would tell a lie, pride it inside of my quest Trippie Redd: And I'ma keep doing this shit until the day of my death Loyalty over royalty, I'ma die for respect I don't wear my heart on my sleeve, I wear that shit in my chest In this game, I'm big dog, you could say I'm a vet, yeah Known to keep these niggas in check Tryna play your cards right, but you ain't got a good deck, yeah I need you niggas to come correct I miss a lot of the homies, they still callin' collect And we poured up, fours up Trust me, lil' nigga, you won't get no love Trust me, lil' nigga, you won't get no love, yeah, ooh Got a chopper, let it bang, it'll blow your fucking brain You know we fly like some planes All we do is elevate Elevate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, to the ceiling elevate Motivate To the ceilingl elevate Motivate, to the ceiling elevate Motivate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, to the ceiling, elevate Motivate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, yeah Nel-Denarro: Uh, pre-meditating on elevation, we dedicated Set the GPS to a higher plane, that's the destination Celebratin', we barely beat the investigation 17 off in the 7-Up with a celly pacin' No luck when them pours up niggas froze up When that paperwork come back home, we gon' expose bruh Then we ain't gon' give him no love like a fake dope plug It ain't ever sweet on 800, we always on one Road run, I'ma quadruple up when that load comes 60 thousand dollars off 20 packs, took the whole month Drop the bigger bag on the lil' bro, put him on, huh Knocked his head off for the homie, he know he owe you one Trippie Redd: And we poured up, fours up Trust me, lil' nigga, you won't get no love Trust me, lil' nigga, you won't get no love, yeah, ooh Got a chopper, let it bang, it'll blow your fucking brain You know we fly like some planes All we do is elevate Elevate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, to the ceiling elevate Motivate To the ceilingl elevate Motivate, to the ceiling elevate Motivate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, to the ceiling, elevate Motivate To the ceiling, elevate Motivate, yeah