Go Get ya weight up

Steel on steel you feel me I be grinding off the wake up

Peel a couple shillings off the rail I get my skate up

Grillin’ for the village don’t forget to pick ya plate up

Bills be in the millions when you building on acres

Success and stress hand in hand like a hand shake

Banging on my chest goin ape til my hands ache

Blessings every day we stacking up until the bands break

I been on the quest and making plans on shit I can’t say

Drowning out the hating conversation

Like the sound of a dam breaking

I’m always the fan favorite

Money spread like plantain

Im paid, off the plantation

Some of yall can’t say the same

It’s a damn shame but I can’t blame ya

Everyone ain’t been trained in the ancient ways of a real ****

So they playa hate

Cuz they can’t play with the big dogs

They bench made like blades

I’m sharper than the cutting edge of the razor cutting yo fade

An innovator, Yelu the inventor but I can’t say

What I been cooking

They been cooked

So they been looking to

Steal copies of the plans

They think they can but they can’t

Like I’d even give em the chance

Do my damage long in advance

**** be in the ring with they demons

Looking at me like they wanna dance

Feel like Michael gloves on my hands

Bitch I’m off the wall like vans

Fitted in purple like I’m pimping but no prints left on them pans

Turn a superstar to a fan today

Im popping off like fanta spray

Im knocking of yo candidate

And I hate to say it but they can’t be saved