We Made Em Flex

Verse 1....

I don't need 2 fuckin prove
M da best 2 introduce
Da hood do what I do, I claim I run dis city too
Fuck a fool, who thinks dis thug ain't cool, it's obvious dat he's new n doesn't know whoz who??
I swerve n sag get sm hoe's relax dropin snow on da glass made da phoney'z react
I made some cash, rain n raided wid rapz a black cattz mind datz my final attack
Make my mark juz like dat my every bar iz like a threat, diz rite here is progress every step is fo da NXT..Mr. Brain supplied da beat to Crost who raised da heat I strictly keep itt street Now u know tell me watchu need Hoe'

HOOK 1

R U MOVIN NOW
Hell yeah we r..GODDANGGG
WE MADE EM FLEX...
R U SHAKIN NOW
Hell yeah we r..GODDANGGG
WE MADE EM FLEX....

VERSE 2..

Diz dat.lay bak.u starin.i pulll bak..
U reachin.M Squee
Zin .u fallin.m leaving
M rappin u TrippiN,wen I do both u flippin
N i know my po
Sition I dnt need no
Interface..Fuck all dat permission my life n my decision boss
In izz my Addi
Ction
Do itt wid no Hesitation
Everi
Body gonna FLEX on diZ o
Ne..
Cuz we know How 2 live fo da Moment
Bittch u dnt know wat we doin..
Maybe datz cuz u ain't Real...
Ur Hobby iz ma Career..
Hip hop I c in da mirror.a diff type m a lyrical hype ignite like Fuel wid Fire
M a certified rapper original Street Thug
M livin my Life...wish death fo Fuck ALLL dat shit rite now I gotta ask..

Hook

R U MOVIN NOW
Hell yeah we r..GODDANGGG
WE MADE EM FLEX...
R U SHAKIN NOW
Hell yeah we r..GODDANGGG
WE MADE EM FLEX.... (X3)

Verse - 3

Fuck the amount of luck and unluck that you got in written
Ain't nothing written, is the fiction that you wanna fit in
Yo every action got reaction, is the part of system
And if you think its all decided bitch you probably trippin'
Yo when you trip you think i'm Trippin' just cuz i am different
Ain't blamin' you for shitty thoughts or yo fucked up vision
We from a nation where being diff is a fuckedd up mission
And not bein' an Orthodox is a fuckin' big sin
What bothers you is superstitions like you're indian housewife
What bothers me is my dreams to live a fuckin' star life
You just be wipin' and kissin' asses to get the spotlight
With this mentality, you goin nowhere so says ma far sight
I'm outside, my comfort zone is too fuckin' small to have me
Now tell me, how many of y'all are happy shabby
Appearance, apparently is from the bucket of to be
I'm no rookie, i too see, Royalty is the only through key
But it doesn't mean i gotta sell my soul coz
I Ain't fuckin' with the evil just to raise my dough up
Even if it raised my dough, i got no love to show love coz
Evil doesn't scare me but the power of the god does
I Ain't askin' you to keep for me the heaven reserved
All i want from y'all is that you give me props I deserve
Never ever want it free i'm gonna get the shit done but you gotta bow on me when i'm ballistically berserk
So do it now or do it later but you gotta do it
Ain't here to end your thirst coz bitch i'm no saliva fluid
You bunch of stupids, your ego? Put in my mouth i'll chew it, take it out throw it high in sky
Grab my dick and shoot it