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YOUNGEST FLEXER Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I don't really get impressed
I do the impressing
I walk in like I own the spot
It's no need to address me
I'm nonchalant for real, my feelings in my songs
So don't ask me how I feel
Just see what I be on
I go into spots I never been and still gon turn it up
She told me that we better as friends, so don't switch it up
Everybody trynna make amends, I guess I'm going up
Where was all these friends when life was heavy
Couldn't lift it on my own
I digress cause I'm on
Ain't need nobody all along
Got my family and gang is wit me
I can do no wrong
Getting even when niggas treated me odd
Imma get all of my lick back and I put that on God
Need a big ass crib
Trynna get it how I live
You can't come with me
I can't work if a knife is in my ribs
She say she a brainiac, so we gon' find out
If that dome work
Seen the lifestyle now she wanna Do me like I'm homework
Shit is not the same
Did a full 180
Know my pops is proud
Telling God "look at my baby"
Track to the field back to the track
I'm really running shit
Been doing this for years
It's endless patches on my letterman
Asking what I'm on
But I thought I wasn't having shit
Win/win situation
Regardless of this rapping shit
DEUCEWORLD pure like new pearls, I'm gorgeous
Tired of the old vibe, she loving this new world order
What can I do for you?
Maryland out to LA, and I'm good in Florida
DEUCEWORLDWIDE, shit getting enormous
I'm really a vibe, you cannot ignore it
Can't take advice from a broke nigga, what? That shit foolish
Giving me his 2 cents when he could really use it
I don't ever trip, it ain't none to get it back
Feel like batman for real, dropping shit then fade to black
Shit is not the same
Did a full 180
Know my pops is proud
Telling God "look at my baby"
Track to the field back to the track
I'm really running shit
Been doing this for years
It's endless patches on my letterman
Really can't believe it
How a nigga really poppin'
Clumsy with the music shit
Damn, I keep on dropping
Cold, smooth, flexing ass nigga, shit impeccable
All my shit been certified, but you niggas ain't credible
Shit get addicting now, I'm blessing the booth
Pray before I eat, is that a predator or DEUCE
I don't think they heard me
That never discouraged me
Still balling
Just put that shit on instead of jerseys
I just play it cool, protect my mood
These blessing flowing
Even when I'm cooling on a move, you still gon' notice me
X you for the drama
Think I won't, don't put it past me
If you really wit me
You never got to ask me
Had to keep tabs on the hate just for reference
Big stepper, ain't forget what you said, I'm an elephant
Just wait till I get the trunk in the front
New shit is on the way, niggas really going up