B.I.G J the Frothy Main - F L E X

Gone flex uh-huh
You better know and best believe it's bout respect uh-huh
Betcha one thing about it
It's set uh-huh
So never don't stop believing in yourself uh-huh
Even when they want to doubt it

I see you place me your favorite
You put me right at the top
You had a place at the table but you ain't eating with us
Fuck what you trying to achieve
That game I swallowed the key
Them geographics on lock
Go get them scraps if you want
I'm at the BlueGreen on fleek
I know that you scared to speak
I use the earth like a plate and put my fork in the street
My stable badder than yours
Your broads can't even compete
They buy up all of the weaves
While mine they own the boutique
Down in Alachua County, still got the beats on the bounty
Got off parole from the money and now they hand me them hundreds
I know they talking about us cause they been lurking around us
Trying to see what they can see like that ho Bo-Peep
Well, change the dialogue from wishing wells you never sell
Best believe its deeper hells than in a cell
Survive these choppers beating Chandler in 2012 that's super rare
Finalize my statement can't ever tell you never where

Gone flex uh-huh
You better know and best believe it's bout respect uh-huh
Betcha one thing about it
It's set uh-huh
So never don't stop believing in yourself uh-huh
Even when they want to doubt it

How you gone get to the money
How you supposed to grow
When you supplying the enemy all they need to know
Even your chick she despises you and say you grown
How you trapping ain't bringing nothing into the home
So all that talking bout paperwork is null and void
I knock you out for the season, now you can watch the boys
I hold my partners for seasons just like a Charlie Ward
If we still talking bout balling you would be Larry Brown
I see you were plotting to block my muthafucking vision
I set up that level to keep you muthafuckers guessing
Then glide up the 408 with my partners we expressing
Take one of us niggas to teach a
I ain't never been a lame
I ain't never been a duck
I ain't never been a snitch
I ain't never been a hoe
I been sitting in the slums
I'm attached to every lane and I'm up on everything just in case you didn't know

Written by:
Jonathan Banks

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