Exploring the dichotomy of struggle and success, this track provides a glimpse into the artists' journey from impoverished beginnings to their current status. The lyrics highlight their past involvement in street life, emphasizing their resilience and determination as they navigated through harsh realities. Their 'natural born hustler' mindset and ability to 'flex' with money is presented as a testament to their survival and success in the music industry. Additionally, they touch upon the loss of friends due to violence, underscoring the grim realities they faced. The song also showcases their newfound luxury lifestyle, symbolized by high-end brands and expensive jewelry. However, amidst this ostentatious display, there is an underlying awareness of potential threats that keeps them guarded. In essence, "Flex" serves as an emblematic narrative of triumph over adversity while remaining vigilant in the face of potential danger.
Flex
Lyrics
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Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suit
Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look at what these songs do
Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to
I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do
Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot
He gon' have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too
I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to
I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new
Dolce & Gabbanas on my feet and these my favorite pair
Got a lot to lose, still can't be scared take it there
I was in them slums, shit get dreadful like some Haitain hair
I come from that zoo, it's just cobras, pigs and apes in there
1300 block, bitch, I caught my last cases there
Ain't no second chances in this shit, so we can't play it fair
Foe 'nem line shit like a barber, Glock knock off his facial hair
Caught him lackin' in his whip, they tryna find his face in there
Lil' hop out, he stay on go, bitch, all he know is green light
Let off shots with accuracy, show them what that beam like
Posted by that liquor store, sellin' what the fiends like
Used to wake up in low income, now I live a dream life
Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suit
Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look at what these songs do
Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to
I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do
Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot
He gon' have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too
I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to
I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new
Bury me like a pharaoh with this money and my gold too
Keep a shooter in there, try to rob me, this the wrong tune
I hit Johnny Dang and mixed the diamonds with the gold tooth
The FN sing a song like it's the leader of a soul group
Don't come 'round here like we friends, you know I don't know you
You know I got demons, allow me to show you
Lately I been on a roll, yeah, show after show
I know I'm makin' all the opps mad back home
Been a while since I had to dial from the trap phone
See you later alligator, quite a while crocodile, we gone
Pray to God that my money stay long
Also prayin' for good aim for when the devil try to go
Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suit
Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look at what these songs do
Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to
I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do
Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot
He gon' have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too
I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to
I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new, mm-mm
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Chris Madline, Dustin James Corbett, Jarad Higgins, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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