E.L.A.D.I.O.

I got enemies who won’t show their face
I got a couple friends who’ve thrown me some shade
They think things are sweet with me
They don’t know I got the dark side on me, no Amara
I hit up DR, they say: You’re like the boss
Vetements, Dior, Chanel, Balenciaga
Sometimes just a white tee and Prada pants
Haven’t stepped in Zara for like five years
I write my own, they ask how I do it
I don’t need ten assholes around when I record
Few friends in the industry who come out weird
Messing with Ela can get expensive
Javy Báez with the bat, they call me: The Magician
I’m like AP, you’re like Rado, yeah
Bad attitude, not rude
Something I don’t like to hear: Papi, I don’t swallow

And if I leave tomorrow, I’ll leave it all set for my grandkids’ grandkids
Ok, that’s right, I gotta get mine, that’s right
There’s hate in the air, I never sleep unless one eye’s open
Ok, that’s right, I gotta get mine, that’s right (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I gotta get mine
How I get it doesn’t have to please you
You don’t know what I’ve been through
So first, look me in the eyes before you judge
Nigga, sit down, I can teach you
They have the idea, don’t know how to execute
I’m cool wherever, you can ask around
I’m at peace with my past, you can dig it up
It says: E-L-A-D-I-O
The muse of your favorite rappers
I’m eating, but still hungry
I flow so easy, call me flow easy Tito
E-L-A-D-I-O
I beat it up like Viva La Bam, Vito
I like the toxic ones, don’t act like you’re detoxing
And if I die tomorrow, my kids are already millionaires

And if I leave tomorrow, I’ll leave it all set for my grandkids’ grandkids
Ok, that’s right, I gotta get mine, that’s right
There’s hate in the air, I never sleep unless one eye’s open
Ok, that’s right, I gotta get mine, that’s right

Energy, energy
Give me, give me your energy
From afar, I feel the vibe
I just want energy
I just want, baby