Young Flexico - terrestrial paradise shaw

Bitch you know that I'm that nigga
Been the realist from the jump
Niggas talking they can't shake me they can't even pop a bump
I'm the realest nigga breathing even
Leave a nigga slump
Way before I had my fame was known for stepping Flexing up
Heard the city was getting soft
We had to come through shake it up
How you try to beef with me
Then call OG's to break it up?
I know you mad as hell
You at the Shell in that old Acura
We got guns and whips and sticks
We in the bitch just acting up
Niggas want to talk bout me
But couldn't even pull out ten easy
I just pulled up on my ratchet bitch
She said my paint greasy
All that hating shit don't kill me pussy
Yeah I'm still breathing
Still flexing, still shining,
Still outside, me and Beezy
Still balling still scheming
Made her suck it in her Yeezys
Know you niggas make believing if you ever think we even
Shawty sold her soul to me
She let me fuck her why she bleed
Niggas lazy then a bitch like waking up be a achievement
Thumbing threw they blue faces
The only time I been cheesing
Before I turnt my hustle up
None of these niggas couldn't see me
My mama told me niggas fake
I couldn't see it, couldn't believe it
But in time these snake reveal themselves
That's why my garden Eden
Bitch you know that I'm that nigga
Been the realist from the jump
Niggas talking they can't shake me they can't even pop a bump
I'm the realest nigga breathing even
Leave a nigga slump
Way before I had my fame was known for stepping flexing up

Written by:
Gabriel Bynum

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