Flexin' and Finessin'
Flexing and Finessing I was destined
Y'all was sleeping hope y'all niggas finally rested
Watch my moves so I gotta keep em guessing
Young Savage but I'm living like a legend
Dior on my feet that's when I'm steppin'
Leave em' sick like a virus you can't text me
These baguettes all in the face just count your blessings
I was Flexin' and Finessin' I was destined
If he talking crazy Ima pull up knock his screws loose
Pull up with yo shorty we connecting like a bluetooth
J $avage from Inglewood on top nigga who knew
My life is a movie so they watch me like it's Hulu
Hopped up my duffy count my checks it's more to come
They know that I'm the best but yet my best is still to come
Like LeBron in the finals I done came out the slums
You wasn't wit me I was broke so don't you ask me for a crumb
In New York I milly rock
I just hide it in my sock
Long nights my momma working she ant never touched the block
So if it ain't bout the cash then I don't really wanna talk
Hundreds bussing out my Subis so its changing how I walk
Growing it up it wasn't easy but my momma made it happen
Losing all my fallen soldiers made me stronger I was tragic
I had to take a different route my family grew up off of trappin'
They was serving on the block and throwing dimes like they was Magic
I had to finesse and get the bag I did it just by any means
They really envy what I do i'm praying for my enemies
Collect the check and run it back just like they called a penalty
They freed my cousins out the cages he beat all his felonies
Living check to check and that's the life I'm not about
Niggas saying that they strapped they talking shit they not about
Shorty sucked me out the Tommy's had her drippin' like a spout
I've been flexing since a baby you just do it for the clout nigga
Flexing and Finessing I was destined
Y'all was sleeping hope y'all niggas finally rested
Watch my moves so I gotta keep em guessing
Young Savage but I'm living like a legend
Dior on my feet that's when I'm steppin'
Leave em' sick like a virus you can't text me
These baguettes all in the face just count your blessings
I was Flexin' and Finessin' I was destined
Y'all was sleeping hope y'all niggas finally rested
Watch my moves so I gotta keep em guessing
Young Savage but I'm living like a legend
Dior on my feet that's when I'm steppin'
Leave em' sick like a virus you can't text me
These baguettes all in the face just count your blessings
I was Flexin' and Finessin' I was destined
If he talking crazy Ima pull up knock his screws loose
Pull up with yo shorty we connecting like a bluetooth
J $avage from Inglewood on top nigga who knew
My life is a movie so they watch me like it's Hulu
Hopped up my duffy count my checks it's more to come
They know that I'm the best but yet my best is still to come
Like LeBron in the finals I done came out the slums
You wasn't wit me I was broke so don't you ask me for a crumb
In New York I milly rock
I just hide it in my sock
Long nights my momma working she ant never touched the block
So if it ain't bout the cash then I don't really wanna talk
Hundreds bussing out my Subis so its changing how I walk
Growing it up it wasn't easy but my momma made it happen
Losing all my fallen soldiers made me stronger I was tragic
I had to take a different route my family grew up off of trappin'
They was serving on the block and throwing dimes like they was Magic
I had to finesse and get the bag I did it just by any means
They really envy what I do i'm praying for my enemies
Collect the check and run it back just like they called a penalty
They freed my cousins out the cages he beat all his felonies
Living check to check and that's the life I'm not about
Niggas saying that they strapped they talking shit they not about
Shorty sucked me out the Tommy's had her drippin' like a spout
I've been flexing since a baby you just do it for the clout nigga
Flexing and Finessing I was destined
Y'all was sleeping hope y'all niggas finally rested
Watch my moves so I gotta keep em guessing
Young Savage but I'm living like a legend
Dior on my feet that's when I'm steppin'
Leave em' sick like a virus you can't text me
These baguettes all in the face just count your blessings
I was Flexin' and Finessin' I was destined
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Writer(s): Jeremiah Jamison
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