Flexing (Explicit) - The Underachievers

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 n***as get the message

Nothing ever prosper against the living Gods

Please hold your weapons

Fifty rolled when I show up

Stacking bread getting cold cuts

Indigo yeah you know us from New York to Minnesota

We got it locked wait

'Til this to drop take it to the top

Your s**t 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 I'mma cop it

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

Say you want the world N***a go get it

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

Raise up your guns and pull the f**king trigger

That's your ego dead goodbye your inner sinner

I'm rolling up and I'm floating up

And I'm about to smoke again

Blowing OG that potent green spark

Another one up 'cause we win

Rest in Peace to my n***a Steez

Don't worry 'bout it get lit

Roll another up for my n***a dawg

Dedicate this one to the prince

Riding through my city plotting on a f**kin' milli

It's like 10k for a feature

Here's my e-mail you can hit me

UA f**k the game up got these rappers looking silly

Ain't no way for you to stop me motherf**kers gotta kill me

Kill me kill me kill me

Hey hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey

Yeah

Elevated but you know that I be flexing

New s**t for the Lords nuisance nuclear bars

Flow perfected no flaws a n***a merk her up protected

No bar

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 Lord

Lord forgive me for my sins

Found 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' dog

What's the worst that happens bet you make it dog

Popped a tab and now I'm elevatin' yall

Dropping tracks puttin' rappers in the morgue

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 Lord

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

Hitting on some top s**t pine

I'm 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

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey hey hey hey hey

Elevated but you know that I be flexing

I be flexing

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