Let's go, Let's go

Elevated, but you know that I be flexing

Light shining off my aura every time I step in

Elevated posse, hope that niggas get the message

Nothing ever prosper against the living gods, please hold your weapons

Fifty row when I show up

Stacking bread, getting cold cuts

Indigo yeah you know us

From New York to Minnesota

We got it locked

told us to drop, take it to the top

Your shit flop

They say UA hot

Stop us, you cannot

Came from the bottom, tornado done got us

Now we sproutin' up tell em' kneel to the prophets

Money ain't a thing, if I see it im'a cop it

But that ain't bout this so I keep it out my topics

Say you want the world?

Nigga go get it

But first you got to deal with the man in the mirror

Raise up your guns and pull the fucking trigger

That's your ego, dead, goodbye your inner sinner

I'm rollin' up and I'm floatin' up and I'm about to smoke again

Blowin' OG, that potent green

Spark another one up cause we win

Rest in Peace to my nigga STEEZ

Don't worry 'bout it, get lit

Roll another up for my nigga dawg

Dedicate this one to the prince

Riding through my city

Plotting on a fuckin' milli'

It's like 10k for a feature, here's my e-mail you can hit me

UA fuck the game up got these rappers looking silly

Ain't no way to fuckin' stop me, motherfuckers gotta kill me

Elevated but you know that I be flexin'

New shit for the lords

Nuiscance, nuclear bars

Flow perfected, no flaws

A nigga Headed for the top and it ain't that far when you got a heart of gold to disclose the facades

Playing shows 'til I float like a ghost on the stars

Put a hole in the ozone, when the sativa L's blown (Lawd)

Lord, forgive me for my sins

Find the light looking with in

My past life use to be dim

But now I rose amongst these plans

No I won't oppose you to make some bands

Naw get a million bro, live while you can

There's a whole world out there

Waiting for you hands

But you live without identity

The enemy is chance - Uh

What you waitin' on

Get creatin' dawg

What's the worst that happens

Bet you make it dawg

Popped a tab and now I'm elevatin' yall

Dropping tracks, puttin' rappers in the Back to back I'm spitting facts 'til they evolve

Take charge like a spiritual force

I thank god that my limits are crossed

And face odds

With the ending result feeling Oh lawd

Young messiah ascending higher, walk through the fire - Uh

No one told me that I'd be golden, holdin' desires

Puffin' potent, that loud explosive, while floatin' through the white

Sippin' potion

The gods in motion when Sour Diesel's acquired

Knowledge supplyin' the idle mind

Perish if you outta line

Lyrics like text, lil' homie

Cause I spit foul all the time

Hitt'n on some top shit pine

Im a top chef cooking with the rhymes

Feeling god-sent, not even in prime

pop pens when I write a rhyme

Now I'm poppin' cause I start the line

Elevated but you know that I be flexin'