LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeuntitled 07 2014 – 2016
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(horray!)(horray!)Love won't get you high as thisDrugs won't get you high as thisFame won't get you high as thisChains won't get you high as thisJuice won't get you high as thisCrew won't get you high as thisHate won't get you high as thisLevitate, levitate, levitate, levitateLove won't get you high as thisDrugs won't get you high as thisFame won't get you high as thisChains won't get you high as thisJuice won't get you high as thisLevitate, levitate, levitate, levitateLife won't get you high like this here, noHe won't get you high like this here, noShe won't get you high like this here, noFor free won't get you high like this here, noTwo keys won't get you high, no, no, noBentleys won't get you high, like, noLevitate, levitate, levitate, levitateLife won't get you high, no, no, noHe won't get you high, no, no, noShe won't get you high, no, no, noFor free won't get you high, no, no, noTwo keys won't get you high, no, no, noBentleys won't get you high, no, no, noBars won't get you high, no, no, noLevitate, levitate, levitate, levitateShut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitch, youYou be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitch, youSanta's reindeer better have some ass, you bitch, youEverything I'm working, gotta be the gas, you bitch, youShut your fuckin' mouth and get some cash, you bitchYou be in your feelings, I be in my bag, you bitchSanta's reindeer better have some ass, you bitchEverything I'm working, gotta be theLevitate, levitate, levitate, levitateMe don't want problems, me don't want problemsMe don't want tricks, me don't want tricksMe do want dollars, me do want dollarsMe want it big, me do want dollarsMe don't want problems, we ride ImpalasMe don't want tricks, me don't want tricksMe do want dollars, me don't want tricksLevitate, levitate, levitate, levitateWe don't want problems, we don't want problemsWe don't want tricks, we don't want tricksWe do want dollars, we do want dollarsWe do it big, we don't want problemsWe do it big, we don't want problemsWe do it big, we don't want tricksWe don't want problems, we don't want problemsLevitate, levitate, levitate, levitateCompton is where I'm fromIs where I'm from, is where I'm fromYeah, yeahYoung EgyptLook, lookI feel like Pacino in Godfather, I'm chargedOur father who art in Heaven, Kendrick at largeCame in the game with a plan of beatin' the oddsWhat an accomplishment, broken promisesKept my focus anonymous 'til I dealt with the consequenceThe greatest and latest mogul, you know what time it isYou niggas fear me like y'all fear GodYou sound frantic, I hear panic in your voiceJust know the mechanics of makingYour choice and writin' your barsBefore you poke out your chest, loosen your braBefore you step out of line and dance with the starI could never end a career if it never startThe murderous capital, avenues lookin' like evil dead zombiesWith batteries to the headThe flattery of watchin' my stock riseThe salary, the compensation tripled my cock sizeI run through these stop signs with no brake fluidJust premium gas, do it for doloCrash markets and prejudiced tags, look at my photoBlack excellence, pessimist died countin' my coinHope it's evident that I inspired a thousand MCs to do betterI blew cheddar on youth centers, buildings and Bimmers and blue leatherForcasted my future, this is the futureThe mastermind until my next album, more power to yaCome on, come on, come onCome on, come on, come on, come on, come onCome on, come on, come on, come on, come onCome on, come on, come on, come onCome onThis is a fifteen minute songWe're just jammin' out, we on stageTaz, we just jammin' outHundred thousandHundred thousand, you gotta see it!Look, look, look, go back to the down noteThey all sing this shit, everybodyNow I don't let you down, and forYou see, you see, you see, you seeBut I don't shake you down, dog for you, you, you, youThey say the government ain't the truth, truth, truth, truthAnd the politicians always mislead the youth, youth, youth, youthBut head is the answerHead is the futureDon't second guess yourselfCome on, give me some helpHey one more time, band, I need y'all to help me out right nowHead is the answerHead is the future, it's the future, that nigga saidDon't second guess yourselfCome on, give me some helpSay come on, come on, come on, come on, come onCome on, come on, my background singingCome on, come on, come on, come onCome on, come on, come on, come on, come onI said, girl you make me wanna uhThe whole screaming nowI said baby you makeYou make me wanna just aah!Baby you got me speechless right nowI gotta take it there, I ain't even playin' no moreSaid you just make me wanna break you downTo the ground, to the ground groundLike bam, bam, bam, bam, bamYou just make me wanna take you downDown, around like bam, bam, bam, bam, bamAnd baby if your mama's around, if your mama's aroundIf your mama's around, if your mama's aroundTell her, tell herNo discrimination, she's young nigga chasin'And she can get this dick too!I said come on, come on, come onCome on, come on, come onYeah, niggaYou gotta do it, manWe gonna lay that shitWe gonna lay that shit, and watch what it's gon' do
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