Flex Fit
Spend the morning taking milky bong rips
Play it cool but I'm conscious of corruption and nonsense
Didn't take much to see that its toxic
This rap is secondary, honestly I would drop this
So, call it what you want when I'm dropping some music
But I'm getting DMs asking if I'm dropping some music
So it got me thinking that I've got some type of influence
Now I'm second guessing asking what am I doing
A passion revived, the confidence to look em back in the eye
And the mind set to do more than survive
Love highs but lows let me know I'm alive
And when I write I'm simply just quoting my life
I don't need no captions cause they'll see those actions
Stay humble stacking up like casino cash ins
Livin in the moment homie, aint no back thens
They'll tell the story for me when they see what happens
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
But if I could get it right in this life
Maybe I could really thrive and do more than just survive
I couldn't tell you why I fucken hate the rich
Maybe cause I always struggle but I see them skate through it
Lifes a bitch still I'm probly gonna take her to a movie
Steady hoping she's a groupie
I don't want to grab a uzi but don't push me
Damn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
But if I could get it right in this life
Maybe I could really thrive and do more than just survive, bitch
Any change I get I take a toke
And I never choke on that marijuana smoke
Cause these bills are due and I be really stressin
Second guessin is this permanent or just a lesson
Only one question what does it take to really be great
Stayin up late spinning these plates so I could really get cake
This aint a debate
I tend to create at the pace of the greats
You couldn't relate
Your taking a break any move that you make
So I got no love for fucking fakes
And Im a grind no matter how long it fucking takes
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
But if I could get it right in this life
Maybe I could really thrive and do more than just survive
Play it cool but I'm conscious of corruption and nonsense
Didn't take much to see that its toxic
This rap is secondary, honestly I would drop this
So, call it what you want when I'm dropping some music
But I'm getting DMs asking if I'm dropping some music
So it got me thinking that I've got some type of influence
Now I'm second guessing asking what am I doing
A passion revived, the confidence to look em back in the eye
And the mind set to do more than survive
Love highs but lows let me know I'm alive
And when I write I'm simply just quoting my life
I don't need no captions cause they'll see those actions
Stay humble stacking up like casino cash ins
Livin in the moment homie, aint no back thens
They'll tell the story for me when they see what happens
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
But if I could get it right in this life
Maybe I could really thrive and do more than just survive
I couldn't tell you why I fucken hate the rich
Maybe cause I always struggle but I see them skate through it
Lifes a bitch still I'm probly gonna take her to a movie
Steady hoping she's a groupie
I don't want to grab a uzi but don't push me
Damn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
But if I could get it right in this life
Maybe I could really thrive and do more than just survive, bitch
Any change I get I take a toke
And I never choke on that marijuana smoke
Cause these bills are due and I be really stressin
Second guessin is this permanent or just a lesson
Only one question what does it take to really be great
Stayin up late spinning these plates so I could really get cake
This aint a debate
I tend to create at the pace of the greats
You couldn't relate
Your taking a break any move that you make
So I got no love for fucking fakes
And Im a grind no matter how long it fucking takes
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
Ooh Dammn maybe on my next trip
Stacking cash till my pockets on that flex fit
But if I could get it right in this life
Maybe I could really thrive and do more than just survive
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Writer(s): Adam Castruita
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