Old Flex Lyrics

I don't really

I don't have the time

I don't really

I don't have the time

I don't really

I don't have the time

Uh uh I don't really

I don't have the time

We been holding this down what's next

Still fucking with my old flex

In my dreams I was whippin in a all black lex

No I didn't have to grow up in the jects

Moving like the feds so I had to eject

Keep the read receipts on for the text

Gotta make sure the legacy last til I'm dead

Make sure the family fed

I'll take a 30 to the head until I'm fucked off that drink

All she wanna do is spend money on gleam

I can't even blame her this part of the dream

Asking me things asking me what I think

Couldn't hear what you were saying

I was on my way to the bank

Flyer than the first class

Highway driving switching lines

I don't really

I don't have the time

We been holding this down what's next

Still fucking with my old flex

In my dreams I was whippin' in a all black lex

No I didn't have to grow up in the jects

Moving like the feds so I had to eject

Keep the read receipts on for the text

Gotta make sure the legacy last til I'm dead

Make sure the family fed

I ain't ask in a minute

But I'm back can you hear this

Final flash when I'm finished

Imma laugh when I get it

To the bank for the digits

Motherfuckas wanna hate

But they don't hate when they win it

In the place I be chilling

Yeah she is on the way

And I am who she feelin'

I don't have any feelings

I don't feel any way

I'm not worried

I'm not phased

I don't chase

I get paid

There's no delay

Bitch still tripping off of the shit that I say

Talking that shit when it's sick you not paid

Still bossing and shit in the whip I don't trade

Still riding the streets old flex in the wave

Finding the peace from the mess that you made

Been gone off the shits gone gone off the shits

Still flying the streets fly-flying away

Still lying to me

Still finding the way

Time out of place

Don't even worry about it

Just shut up and listen