Elite - Watch Me Lyrics

Elite - Watch Me Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Welcome to the world, of a driven man
Ten years in the game nothing given…Damn
Rough sport, career nearly cut short
But I plan to lay it down long as King Tut’s corpse
I’m a creature, nickname reaper
Spit game ether, kick game Fifa
I have em’ moanin like a bitch named Lisa
Paid my dues them shits ain’t cheap bruh
I been around boy, I learned a thing or two
Said I was the illest till that shit became the truth
Built it from the ground up and painted too
Made a booth inside my room and now the shit became a zoo
I’m a God if you ask me, aw this is ghastly
Mic into my hand is like a spark into a gas leak
You talkin to the latch key kid I’m used to being alone
And I ain’t finna leave the zone til’ I see the throne

[Chorus]
I lay it down somethin pretty, down down somethin pretty hey
Byram in this bitch you know I’m wit it it’s on
It’s gon’ be alright, just follow me for the night, Watch me
I lay it down somethin pretty, down down somethin pretty hey
Byram in this bitch you know I’m wit it, it’s on
It’s gon’ be alright, just follow me for the night, I’ll take you to the promised land

[Verse 2]
Toast to the nonbelievers, roast any man that’s standin in my way it’s time to heat up
I shine the beat up, speak up polish and kick my feet up
I spit that fever, fever, too hot I got to ease up
He’s a problem boy, better tell ya friend that raps
When he hear this here it might just put an end to that
That fire water got me wired like a tennis rack
This is that, glad I listened this is what I miss in rap
I pledge allegiance to my craft I swear to never slack
I swear to keep progressing swear to never reaching back
I swear to never gettin eatin by a featured rap
Best you ever gunna do is even dog if even that
Where the critiquers at? who gon’ say Elite is wack?
Taking names and at the Grammy podium I’ll read em back
Imagine where my peak is at,
It’s never too late bitch this should teach you that

[Chrous]
I lay it down somethin pretty, down down somethin pretty hey
Byram in this bitch you know I’m wit it it’s on
It’s gon’ be alright, just follow me for the night, Watch me
I lay it down somethin pretty, down down somethin pretty hey
Byram in this bitch you know I’m wit it it’s on
It’s gon’ be alright, just follow me for the night, I’ll take you to the promised land

Elite - World Premiere ft J. Cole Lyrics

Elite - World Premiere ft J. Cole Lyrics:

[J. Cole - Chorus]
Stick to the script boy, get hit boy
My life a movie, enjoy
I’m glad you waited, we finally here
This is the World Premiere
Come get with it
I’m ’bout to get it
You f-ckin’ critic, you talk, I live it
To the coffin with it, I don’t need your reviews
Lets start the show and f-ck the previews

[Elite - Verse 1]
W-w-w-welcome, buckle up with your seatbelts
And take them standards where you held ‘em
Push them up a couple buildings
I be up there, it’s fun here
You see me, now wait one year
So high I’m talking Michael Jordans sticking out his tongue air
I swear I feel like Ali when he finally fights
All the hype building up my fruits of labour, finally ripe
It’s that World Premiere if you listening
I hope you know what your witnessing
This motion picture I’m living in
It’s dope as shit and it’s just beginning
We here

Big screen, now they looking up to me
I aint seeing nothing you better pull up a seat

[J. Cole - Chorus]

[Elite - Verse 2]
Yeah, thanks Jermaine
I’m feeling pretty good, I can’t complain
To the labels they better raise they aim
I put my foot down til they ankle sprain
We aint the same, ya’ll rap good, hurray for you
Y’all haters, beat, I made this too
Mix my shit so it bang too
All in my lil’ spare bedroom
Imagine where I’m headed
Edit it in my head until I get it perfect
Then I work it til I get it
It’s ? in this bitch to name at least shout out to Dreamville
? running checks, couldn’t get better, Team build
Muthaf-cka

Big screen, now they looking up to me
I aint seeing nothing you better pull up a seat

[J. Cole - Chorus]

[Elite - Verse 3]
Who woulda ever thought, I did bitch
If you sleeping, I’ma spit it til ya eyelids split
This is tick tick tick, lick wick bomb shit
This the sure thing hit like the bitch you went to prom with
Never mind and doubt it y’all, ya’ll just be non-believers
Swear I’m bout to ball, I should be silent sneakers
Teach us some tricks, she spinnin like a porno star
Flip it to the otherside when she ride like a foreign car
Better want this more than y’all
Goota put the pro’s before the con’s
Ready gettin’ focused, ready gettin’ closer
Cue the fade out with a slow dissolve
Applause

[J. Cole - Chorus]