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Flex The Work
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flex The Work è stato pubblicato il 9 gennaio 2026 da 8373845 Records DK come parte dell'album Bounce
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AlbumBounce
Data di uscita9 gennaio 2026
Etichetta8373845 Records DK
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM76

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grace Nin
Grace Nin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Musikanibeng
Musikanibeng
Producer

Testi

They mad when I pull up clean
Say I'm showing off what I got now
They see shine, they see wins
But they don't know how I got down
They say luck, they say help
Say it fell right in my lap
No inheritance, no gift
I built everything from scrap
I failed more times than I flex
Hit broke days, no respect
No safety net, no way out
Still I stood up through the doubt
Yeah I flex, what about it
Every scar paid for this
Every loss built this
So don't talk like you been in this
I flex the work, I flex the grind
I flex the nights I lost my mind
No lottery, no easy lane
Just sweat, belief, and pain
I flex the work, I flex the climb
I flex the days with nothing mine
If my shine makes you mad
Shut the fck up, I earned that
They type comments, talk loud
From the side, not the ground
Never failed, never bled
Never starved in they head
They don't know about the nights
When I questioned my whole life
Still showed up, still moved on
When everything felt wrong
No handouts, no free ride
Every step I had to fight
If I got it, I built it
If I wear it, I earned it
I flex the work, I flex the grind
I flex the nights I lost my mind
No lottery, no easy lane
Just sweat, belief, and pain
I flex the work, I flex the climb
I flex the days with nothing mine
If my shine makes you mad
Shut the fck up, I earned that
This ain't luck, this ain't chance
This is years of second plans
While they slept, I stayed late
Bet on me, raised the stakes
Every loss made me sharp
Every doubt lit the spark
If you saw where I been
You'd respect where I stand
So yeah I flex, say it proud
I survived, I broke out
Not for clout, not for show
Just to let the real ones know
I flex the work, I flex the grind
I flex the nights I lost my mind
No lottery, no easy lane
Just sweat, belief, and pain
I flex the work, I flex the climb
I flex the days with nothing mine
If my shine makes you mad
Shut the fck up, I earned that
Say it once, say it twice
Everything I have is mine
Built from dirt, built from faith
Hard work made this place
So, shut your mouth!
Written by: Grace Nin
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