Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Elite Division, artist - Kodak Black.
Date of issue: 24.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Elite Division |
I used to be with stealers and killers and murderers and burglars |
And even though I’m rich, I still keep 'em near me |
I gotta change my surroundings and everybody who around me |
It seem like shit don’t go right when they with me |
I used to be with stealers and killers and murderers and burglars |
But now I’m gettin' further, I don’t want no dealings |
Used to be fucked up 'bout my niggas and my bitches |
But they took me up through there a few times, now I ain’t got no feelin' |
My aunty told me «Slow down, you in an elite division» |
My uncle told me «Get from 'round, them niggas don’t like you in it» |
Had to get put in this position to see it myself |
I forgot about me, I was taking care of everybody else |
I was in the cell and I was hollerin' at my nigga Ced |
On the vent, he said he heard them niggas want me dead |
I called home, they said his friends got hit in the head |
I hope you never change, we Sniper Gang until the end |
My brother, my cousin, my niggas down there in the feds |
Even though he ain’t ride for me, every chance I get I’ma send you bread |
You ain’t gotta remind me how to be real, I already know how I play |
Look at us now, my nigga, remember when we was smoking red |
Miss Cammy, miss Red, lil' DT, that’s my brother too |
I know what I said hurt you, but you had hurt me too |
I’m drankin' purple juice in the studio and spinnin' 'round |
Rocking that G-Shock in the cell block, you killing time |
I’m from the 'No, they already know how I be getting down |
I switched my flow on them lil' niggas who tried to steal my sound |
I’m taking losses back to back, I heard them say I lost |
Numbers back up, fuck everybody who countin' out |
I’m going up top, this shit, got hot, I had to switch the route |
I’m the one who made the way, niggas tried to play like they forgot |
I was out the door when I was a youngin, I ain’t have no money |
By the time the fame came, none of these things ain’t mean nothing |
I’m on the ugly how I used to |
But it’s just now all my thuggin' be on YouTube |
This shit ain’t changed me, nigga, it changed y’all |
I been on the same block for three days with the same drawers |
So what’s up nigga, what it is? |
Redid the guts on the Chevy Chevelle |
I was lookin' up to Cool as a shorty |
I wanted to walk like that nigga, all ears when he talkin' |
The whole project used to scream «Free Pac» |
Did thirteen, his face clean, everybody loved him, he solid |
Ever since Malcolm Elementary, everybody knew I’d be in penitentiary |
And the way everybody switchin', I know God got somethin' for me so I ain’t |
fuckin' trippin' |