Lyrics
*"THX (Ltd.) Deep Note" crescendo*
*Vocal tag*
> [Windsor Jones] <
I used to rock Foggy, new Corolla
I was broke with a bad chick, color Cola
But she used to act up like her name Viola
So I had to cut her off, now her name Mulder
X-files
Bagged up, light quota
You ain't even have to open, you can smell the odor
Got a bunch of **** hopin' they could mess me over
But I've really been the shit & I ain't changin' odors
Next aisle
When - I - grow'd up
I - can't - lie - I'm - blessed, now I'm older
On - my - side - is - less than "no love"
You- might - die, get - stretched - like yoga
Felt - like - I - was - des-tined for the, pain & torture
Trynna keep my flame but the rain gets colder
Ever droplet helped me gain composure
"Life is a game"?
Well, **** game over
.
(Yuh)
(Hey)
(Hol'up)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Hey)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Flex)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Aye)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Flex)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Flex)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Aye)
.
> [AceVane] <
Now I'm in this bitch & I'm feelin' like a Bicep
Taking side-steps from the haters that's on my steps
Know what life is & I grabbed her by the privates, with a vice grip while I'm steady dodging vices
On the prize is, where I'm focused, no surprises
Where your eyes, they ain't seen nothing like this
Droppin' science, like my name was really Issac
Know that I'm sick, tried to never need the Heimlich, Cause I -
- ne-ver be cho-kin' (Yo)
Used - to be - broke, but ne-ver was bro-ken
I came and spoke it
In-to e-xis-tence, I should be quo-ted
This shit is gol-den (Whoa)
Was a black sheep, but I should be goa-ted
Excuse my in-dul-gence (Whoa)
I - am - just - try-ing'ta - live - in the mo-ment
Time is precious
I'ma die a legend
Y'all **** so sweet, y'all diabetic
And you don't know shit, need to find a lesson
That's why life always measured in less-than
Haters always come with incredulous questions, but you can't stop a **** tethered to blessings
That's why you forever next to the section, but never in this bitch
And while I'm in this bitch
.
(Yuh)
(Hey)
(Hol'up)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Hey)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Flex)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Aye)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Flex)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Flex)
Damn right a **** gon' Flex
(Aye)
.
(Yuh)
(Hey)
(Hol'up)
(Hey)
(Flex)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Aye)
(Flex)
(Flex)
(Aye)
.
Written by: Aamir Fort
