eLAyayvate (remix;Radio Edit) ft. Gatson Lyrics

Yeah 

We bless

Then we manifest

Praise the Most High

All day I'm giving thanks

Money tucked in

Sleepovers at the bank

258

What doubters think

In the past I was good

The future looking great

Now I'm past what is good

I only deal with great

I had to stay down

For me to elevate

My whole vibe is solarized

Like Megawatt

Paparazzi caught me in Palms Springs

With a Chinchilla

No sweat who's the illest

F.Y.I. forever fever

Can't find this work on Fiverr

This survivor turned a thriver

Been rocking like Todd Bridges in a trap house

Wrestle with these chickens that like to scream

Until they tap out

Sunday mornings with my team

Got em eeking like a church mouse

A D get on the box

I'm throwing clippers at his eyebrows

God trained me to be great

My only fate is the faith route

All praises to the Son of Man

In a generation lost future grandmas bond with only fans

Player maneuvers got em doing Karma Sutra in some Supras

In 11th grade I was a self made booster

Beefing with my momma

Plates thrown at Benihana's

The man to be still at ease

Boy childish

At Cabazon the homies introduced me to the jungle

We was on some wild

No guap to shop in stores

Looking for outlets

Elevated the art

Out in the UK

Gaining pounds

Yup

Praise the Most High

All day I'm giving thanks

Money tucked in

Sleepovers at the bank

258

What doubters think

In the past I was good

The future looking great

Now I'm past what is good

I only deal with great

I had to stay down

For me to elevate

Look all my life

I've been working to get this off the ground

Back then they ain't believe

Now I found my sound

Them boys ain't ill

They ain't making no noise

Them boys man

What we call em?

Juwanna Mann?

I'm trying to cop that Virgil Mercedes Benz

And throw my logo on that

Just because I can

I'm still in debt

Because I dropped out of college

And Uncle Sam

He still want his bread

Got damn

Bet I got bills and

Rent due

Lights and

Trying to get ahead but can't get the upper hand

Got damn

Picture me rolling

All eyes me

Feeling like Pac in the Benz

Getting close to my dreams

Gat

Praise the Most High

All day I'm giving thanks

Money tucked in

Sleepovers at the bank

258

What doubters think

In the past I was good

The future looking great

Now I'm past what is good

I only deal with great

I had to stay down

For me to elevate