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flexin' - daemoney lyrics

[intro]
(get off, june)
(brvdo, brvdo, brvdo)

[chorus]
it’s [?] best of me
no, i’m on extra lean, percs, not ecstasy
hate gon’ be the death of me
since i’ve been in the game, they stealin’ my recipe
and shawty keep textin’ me like “why you keep stressin’ me?”
b*tch, i’m flexin’, please
i’m tryna get my stash, make it the gucci store, i need some extra g’s

[verse 1]
yeah, i’m a bad motherf*cker
i’m a made man, touch me, it’s sh*lls dumpin’
i’ve been ballin’ with the same gang, tim duncan
n*ggas we don’t know n0bodies, quit frontin’
for real, stop the cappin’ today
i make g*league nevers why i rap every day
i can’t believe these n*ggas, they’ll cap me a face
whole time devil got ’em wrapped up in the hate
it’s like grew up in a chef, watchin’ patties get baked
they put them patties on the market, then they turned into cake
i could have wrote a whole book by the time i was eight
we ain’t cut from the same type of cloth, i don’t relate
i need a detox, i been flushin’ the drank
quick to cut you off, i see right through the fake
half the time they say they love you, they be wantin’ your plate
the other half wishin’ you never ate, that sh*t crazy, ain’t it?
i heard they was on my ass, i’m ridin’ double bankers
tell tre, “get out the car”, and sh*t gettin’ dangerous
i’m still thuggin’ in the streets, n*ggas think i’m famous
same time, i’m elevatin’, n*ggas think i’m changin’
what i touched this year, you would k!ll for
my heart broke, what you think i need the pill for?
seen a lot of sick sh*t, what i’m ill for?
the fam need me, that’s why i need the m’s for
i was juggin’ on the road, grabbin’ info
hit a b*tch just to make the ho my in store
in 2022, i sold six shows
rap money got me seein’ a lil’ different, though
[chorus]
it’s [?] best of me
no, i’m off extra lean, percs, not ecstasy
hate gon’ be the death of me
since i’ve been in the game, they stealin’ my recipe
and shawty keep textin’ me like “why you keep stressin’ me?”
b*tch, i’m flexin’, please
i’m tryna get my stash, make it the gucci store, i need some extra g’s
it’s [?] best of me
no, i’m off extra lean, percs, not ecstasy
hate gon’ be the death of me
since i’ve been in the game, they stealin’ my recipe
and shawty keep textin’ me like “why you keep stressin’ me?”
b*tch, i’m flexin’, please

- daemoney lyrics

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