Cheta - Flexico lyrics

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Cheta - Flexico lyrics

[First Verse: Yohannes] Gla** pots with the dirt at the bottom up in the living room Used to grow plants up out em; now the sh**s a sitting room Crazy how this life'll flip around and make you choose ya friends Same goes for family man, them n***as arguing again Poppin and screaming bout the pa** in different rooms again Guess I'm just a fair skinned emotional american Crying bout my problems and my n***as that won't vibe with me f** em, I say f** em man them n***as ain't alive with me [Hook: Yohannes] x2 Talkin big like I'm from Flexico Go shoot yo self like Plaxico These n***as can't find me man I'm shooting off the record bro Three fingers to count my friends That won't add up with my ends Blood thicker than water But blood ain't always gone be yo friend [Second Verse: Yohannes] Naw n***a Blood ain't always gone be yo friend Uncle told you can't trust n***as That ain't really kin Brother told me don't trust my uncle He only bout ends Knowing both of them n***as They chop a head for some bands! [Hook: Yohannes] x2 Talkin big like I'm from Flexico Go shoot yo self like Plaxico These n***as can't find me man I'm shooting off the record bro Three fingers to count my friends That won't add up with my ends Blood thicker than water But blood ain't always gone be yo friend [Third Verse: Yohannes] Step momma and a step brother Got rid of the steps though Learned fam is fam And don't blame it off the flesh doe Way these people acting Got a youngin feeling stressed doe Household is a household f** a check bro Get this sh** on lock again I can feel the negative energy from within Two sets a doors Can't lock it in I know you love the muts But they not humans I ain't tryna get you hot Tryna talk again Youngin feeling like he really don't belong Youngin feeling like he really stayed too long Or I'm just too old And I might be wrong [Hook: Yohannes] x2 Talkin big like I'm from Flexico Go shoot yo self like Plaxico These n***as can't find me man I'm shooting off the record bro Three fingers to count my friends That won't add up with my ends Blood thicker than water But blood ain't always gone be yo friend

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