Elite Division Lyrics – Kodak Black

[Intro]
Zaytoven!
Kodak!

[Chorus]
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 sh!t don't go right
When they with me
I used to be with stealers and killers
And murderers and burglars
But now I'm getting further
I don't want no dealings

[Verse]
Used to be f**ked up
'bout my n!ggas and my b!tches
But they took me up through there a few times
Now I ain't got no feeling
My aunty told me "Slow down
You in an еlite division"
My uncle told me "Gеt from 'round
Them n!ggas 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 hollering at my n!gga Ced
On the vent
He said he heard them n!ggas 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 n!ggas 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 n!gga
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 dranking purple juice in the studio
And spinning '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' n!ggas
Who tried to steal my sound
I'm taking losses back to back
I heard them say I lost
Numbers back up
F**k everybody who counting out
I'm going up top, this sh!t
Got hot, I had to switch the route
I'm the one who made the way
N!ggas 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 thugging be on YouTube
This sh!t ain't changed me
N!gga, it changed y'all
I been on the same block for three days
With the same drawers
So what's up n!gga, what it is?
Redid the guts on the Chevy Chevelle
I was looking up to Cool as a shorty
I wanted to walk like that n!gga
All ears when he talking
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 switching
I know God got something for me
So I ain't f**king tripping