Born To Flex Lyrics

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I was Born To Flex

Walk around with an S on my chest

These haters, take aim at they heads

Im marking that shit with an X

You niggas ain't talking bout bread?

I sit here and wonder what's next

I'm taking bout checks

You not saying nothing, say less

You talking bi-weekly at best

Yea.

Uh-huh

Nigga I'm talking numbers

I'm counting from summer to summer

My bank account comes with 2 commas

Uh-huh..

That's right...

Ima get you sucka

A nigga came straight out the gutter

Louis Vuitton on my covers

A Nigga so fresh and so clean

Niggas don't know what I mean

Vegetables, getting the green

Bitches I get in between

I mean...

Always On the scene, but I'm never seen

Ice... dripping

A Young nigga be whipping the cream

A young nigga be living the dream

But I'm an American nightmare

101 verses 1, we don't fight fair

If you want that smoke bring it right here

I'm higher than Buzz Lightyear

Money so long, count it by the light year

Never been the type to believe what I hear

100k worth of diamonds in my ear

Jk...

I wouldn't spend that on an earring

Jewelry too loud, That's the only thing I'm hearing

God and my Momma that's the only thing I'm fearing

Immigrant cars, that's the only thing I'm steering

In '91

Is where it begun

In, Milwaukee, Wiscon-sin

Now money's my conscious

Wouldn't be shit without Binkey, my sister, yea Constance

When Life was harder than consonants

She was there constant

Now we're intercontinental

Flying from continent to

Continent constant

And leaving all my parentals slick worrying constant

Im getting a bags off parental advisory content

And I'm getting it constant (Yea)

See that's why I secure the bag

And keep all these haters so mad

I had to Valuer the bag

Just so I could switch up the swag

I'm popping, not popping no tags

What you mean I ain't look a the price?

Nigha I don't even see thee price

Nigga I'm Stevie to the price

I watch TV not a price

My music stuck in yo head like lice

Throwing money out like white rice

I always said I was gonna ball Like Mike

Knock ya ass out like fight night

Then wake yo ass up like a night light

Thinking you're right

Ain't nothing like knowing you're right

Except when you're showing you're right

I spend money when I say so

With a bad bitch looking like J-Lo

I'm finna knock out like a K-O

I balled all day

Where the day go?

On tour, marble on the table

Hit a bad bitch in a Winnebago

Explain what you mean when you say old

I gotta new born car, bout a day old

I was Born To Flex

Just look at the shit on my neck

If ain't right, you getting left

Don't pay me, just give me respect

Everybody in my circle eat, I'll pick up the check

And when everybody in my circle sleep

We sleep with a Tec