FUSION PRODUCTIONS - FLEXIN, Pt. 3 (feat. LILGHOST & KRAZY)

I'm in a zone, stacking up my dough Haters talking trash, but they don't even
know I came from the bottom, now I'm rising to the top
Got em all watching while I never fucking stop Flexing on em, while I'm living lavish
Counting up these Benjamins while they stayin average
They tryna doubt me, but I'm proving them wrong Every move that I make, I got em singing
My song They talking shit, but they know they just
Bluffing While I'm stacking, all this cash ain't gon
Stop me from hustling They envying my success, but they ain't got
The drive I'm on a whole nother level, they can't
Survive I'm on a whole nother level, yeah, these
Bitches can't see me Yeah, they steady tryna diss, but they know
They can't reach me Yeah, your bitch wanna fuck, she said she
Just wanna kiss me Yeah it's lilghost in this bitch, and I do it
So quickly Haters throwing out a shade, but I'm blocking
out the sun Stacking up my paper, watching all these
Figures run They talking like they big, but they ain't
Even begun I'm rising to the top, while they stuck
I'm on the run
Brings some drummers in this bitch, lotta people changing sides
Bout to see one of them get switched and I trade
Shoot like curry, run and gun, and we don't miss
Fuck you mean, roll down the window, hit a gunner out the whip
Shit is sickninI hate to see bro's turning to bitches
Holy, they get cold feet, cause they commitments You know me, you gotta show me
You bout to business, run the paper, I'll dilute whoever I'm in the mix with
Never hired no henchman, roll in the whip with tension
I'll come shooting through your zone if you niggas looking defenseless
But since there ain't no smoke from you, there ain't no smoke from me
Just sit back and kick it with them bitches like you supposed to be
People acting like my darkest hour around the corner
Like I ain't out here still going, please
Don't make me catch one and then I'll dip out to the open seas
Hope your homies chosen C's, we don't know the fee
When we wipe you down like it goes, head, shoulders, knees
I'm lawless, I'm the chosen one
Go in this bag for the iron, put a hole in one
Head, tap these niggas with the golden gun
All them threats make believe, so you show me some
I'm in the zone, stacking up my dough
Haters talking trash, but they don't even know
I came from the bottom, now I'm rising to the top
Got them all watching while I never fucking stop
Every move that I make, I got them singing my song
Every move that I make, I got them singing my song

Written by:
LOGAN REDINGTON

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