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Flexin for the Throne Genre: Rap (Verse 1) Ayo, I’m beastin’, no lease on this game, Flexin’ on these niggas, they all know my name. Ballin’ like a champ, yeah, I’m takin' shots, Bitches on my dick, but I’m givin’ ’em plots. Cash flow mad thick, got stacks to the ceiling, Thug life livin’, you know how I'm feelin’. Ride or die, ain't no time for the fake, I’m a dog in the street, watch me shake and bake. (Chorus) Flexin’, flexin’, bitches, we don’t quit, Thugged out life, we runnin’ this shit. Straight to the top, I’m the king, can’t you see? Risin’ like a phoenix, yeah, I’m born to be free. (Verse 2) Countin’ all my blessings while I’m stackin’ my chips, Haters wanna talk, but they know I’m the shit. Gettin’ high off the grind, can’t nobody touch, I’m the real deal, nigga, ain’t no need to rush. I got a crew that’s tight, and we ready to ride, Pull up in the whip, that’s how we slide. Pop off, no cap, yeah, I’m blazin’ hot, Life’s a game of chess, but I’m givin’ it all I got. (Chorus) Flexin’, flexin’, bitches, we don’t quit, Thugged out life, we runnin’ this shit. Straight to the top, I’m the king, can’t you see? Risin’ like a phoenix, yeah, I’m born to be free. (Outro) So raise a glass to the grind, let’s toast it up, From the streets to the throne, yeah, we livin’ it tough. No stoppin’ this hustle, we breakin’ the mold, In the game for the win, I’m a legend of old.
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Flexin for the Throne Genre: Rap (Verse 1) Ayo, I’m beastin’, no lease on this game, Flexin’ on these niggas, they all know my name. Ballin’ like a champ, yeah, I’m takin' shots, Bitches on my dick, but I’m givin’ ’em plots. Cash flow mad thick, got stacks to the ceiling, Thug life livin’, you know how I'm feelin’. Ride or die, ain't no time for the fake, I’m a dog in the street, watch me shake and bake. (Chorus) Flexin’, flexin’, bitches, we don’t quit, Thugged out life, we runnin’ this shit. Straight to the top, I’m the king, can’t you see? Risin’ like a phoenix, yeah, I’m born to be free. (Verse 2) Countin’ all my blessings while I’m stackin’ my chips, Haters wanna talk, but they know I’m the shit. Gettin’ high off the grind, can’t nobody touch, I’m the real deal, nigga, ain’t no need to rush. I got a crew that’s tight, and we ready to ride, Pull up in the whip, that’s how we slide. Pop off, no cap, yeah, I’m blazin’ hot, Life’s a game of chess, but I’m givin’ it all I got. (Chorus) Flexin’, flexin’, bitches, we don’t quit, Thugged out life, we runnin’ this shit. Straight to the top, I’m the king, can’t you see? Risin’ like a phoenix, yeah, I’m born to be free. (Outro) So raise a glass to the grind, let’s toast it up, From the streets to the throne, yeah, we livin’ it tough. No stoppin’ this hustle, we breakin’ the mold, In the game for the win, I’m a legend of old.