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Can a motherfucker ever flex a bit?-I'm on my shit

And with the shits and off the shit i sit and reminisce

The chip on shoulder sorta like the source of loaded clips

Dawg I'll kill em all to get ahead by just another inch

Lapped em up a while ago, it goes without saying

They're chasing viral moments swear the game is all for playing

Been tired of the controller, take a walk and breathe the smog

This morning I went and cooked my fucking breakfast with the hog

The bacons all for tasting ain't it? cheese is what i need

It's funny how I'm eating licking plate so fucking clean

So fresh and so nice, used to be picking out the lice

And now the wine is on the table chillin drippin on the ice

Cus life's alright I mean that life's all good

I made it to suburbia up out the fucking hood

Got property to lean on ain't a need to flex the wealth

But pull up on the waist might see the buckle on the belt

That's the ysl, yeah the ysl

And yeah I raised hell 'fo I spoke what I felt

Been grinding all day never take no Ls

I tell 'em I don't need it but the truth don't sell, naw the truth don't... sell