FLEXED UP
You think you can drive a car and change the world?
It doesn't work like that
Maybe not, but that's the only thing that I know how to do
And I got to do something
Fucked around and reached my full potential
Now I'm flexing
You could think I'm nothing special
But this life I live's a blessing
I pick up the pencil
Speak my mind & write my message
I don't sleep I never settle
I'ma be a living legend
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blind
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blindеd
I been feeling better
But my life been so dеpressing
I'ma keep applying pressure
Yeah, I think I beat depression
Supreme on my sweater
Ladies like the way I'm dressin'
I can see she gettin wetter
'Cause she thinks I be impressive
Yeah, she like how I rap (How I rap)
'Cause I spit the facts (Spit the facts)
Never cap and I never lack
You know that I'm strapped
Where you at?
Meet me in the back
Know I got the pack
Running laps
When I'm on the track
Like a running back
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blind
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blinded
I got nothing but my reputation
Motherfuckers need to learn my fucking patience
You machines bump my shit but you don't know jack, ah
Face the facts, I spend money to make money (Yeah)
Put a rabbit in a lions den, what a bad bunny
You got nothing to live for besides cashing that check up
They pay extra when I walk in, this a hold up when I get my flex up
What you mean, what you mean? (Whu)
My wallet too big for your skinny jeans (skinny jeans)
I write checks for fun, like a coloring book (Yeah)
I like techs and guns till they tunnel they look
I like it when we bump, bump in the studio
I like it when we fuck, fuck on the desk in the studio
This about that grind, perfect balance what the fuck you know?
This is not a fucking game this about who you know
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blind
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blinded
It doesn't work like that
Maybe not, but that's the only thing that I know how to do
And I got to do something
Fucked around and reached my full potential
Now I'm flexing
You could think I'm nothing special
But this life I live's a blessing
I pick up the pencil
Speak my mind & write my message
I don't sleep I never settle
I'ma be a living legend
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blind
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blindеd
I been feeling better
But my life been so dеpressing
I'ma keep applying pressure
Yeah, I think I beat depression
Supreme on my sweater
Ladies like the way I'm dressin'
I can see she gettin wetter
'Cause she thinks I be impressive
Yeah, she like how I rap (How I rap)
'Cause I spit the facts (Spit the facts)
Never cap and I never lack
You know that I'm strapped
Where you at?
Meet me in the back
Know I got the pack
Running laps
When I'm on the track
Like a running back
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blind
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blinded
I got nothing but my reputation
Motherfuckers need to learn my fucking patience
You machines bump my shit but you don't know jack, ah
Face the facts, I spend money to make money (Yeah)
Put a rabbit in a lions den, what a bad bunny
You got nothing to live for besides cashing that check up
They pay extra when I walk in, this a hold up when I get my flex up
What you mean, what you mean? (Whu)
My wallet too big for your skinny jeans (skinny jeans)
I write checks for fun, like a coloring book (Yeah)
I like techs and guns till they tunnel they look
I like it when we bump, bump in the studio
I like it when we fuck, fuck on the desk in the studio
This about that grind, perfect balance what the fuck you know?
This is not a fucking game this about who you know
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blind
I lost my mind
But I'm fine now I'm flexed up
I'm on my grind
How I shine
Leave you blinded
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Lane
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