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flossin' - lute lyrics

[verse 1: lute]
they wouldn’t hear me so i switched the cadence
i’ve been down, i’ve been dedicated
rap sh*t, corny without the ice, n*ggas overrated
the foundation, i’m the rock of gibraltar, guns are blazin’ like red dead revolver
baller, shot callеr, twenty inch blade, digi dash on the impala, sh*t
n*ggas act likе they applying some pressure
don’t get it twisted like my 4c texture
i’m going up like the doors on a tesla
n*ggas mad ’cause the depths don’t measure
when they compare, who better?
between me and themselves
when i’m just being myself, sh*t
know your worth n*gga, know yourselves, sh*t

[chorus: lute]
water your grass just to peak in my garage
my life’s a movie, your life is a facade
this type of livin’ for your type is not an option
i paid the cost to be the boss and now i’m flossin’, woah
i paid the cost to be the boss and now i’m flossin’, woah
i paid the cost to be the boss and now i’m flossin’
[verse 2: lute]
more tapped in the more i hate society
gotta stay clear, sh*t, that triggers my anxiety
i just keep rapping til’ i’m somewhere you can’t find me
n*ggas coppin’ chains on consignment
i don’t need no diamonds or co*sign
i’m in alignment with the gods
i’ve been wishing upon these stars since i was thirteen
spent some years in the shadows ’cause i ain’t know myself
but lack of confidence ain’t good for your health
despite how n*ggas feel, i bet on myself
i gotta finish out the legacy
god broke me down to make a better me, sh*t
i keep it real, that’s why i’m big on transparency
n*ggas know the deal, ain’t no comparin’ me

[verse 3: westside boogie]
i ain’t the type to need praises ’cause i’ve been working, no
but wake me up to some p*ssy, sh*t i deserve it all
sh*t i done carried on my burdens, i ain’t took em’ over hurdles
just to make it to the end and find out love is internal
keep searching for that blue print, uh
your low frequency the reason i can’t tune in, uh
can have a change of heart because you had your two cents, uh
watch your step, sh*t i’ve been trippin’ over loose ends
who snuck into my room just to move into my head, no
no, that’s them demons that i gotta put to bed, uh
hope you’ve been aware of all that bullsh*t you’ve been fed and
still ain’t flossed in a while, so
you got bad intention on the side of your smile
it’s all bad for you
[bridge: lute]
i pull up with my team on go (yeah)
i pull up with my wrist on froze
they be mad ’cause we up i suppose
they be mad ’cause we up i suppose
i pull up with my team on go (yeah)
i pull up with my wrist on froze
they be mad ’cause we up i suppose
they be mad ’cause we up i suppose

- lute lyrics

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