Juleus Savage - Flex lyrics

[Verse 1: Noah Caine] We need them mansions And them dollars with them bigger faces Weak n***as need vacations like they need replacing I been k**ing sh** and blazing since I laced the basement b**hes so invasive on a n***a like he got some cases I'm perfectly fine with being the villain Cause b**hes be scheming from the beginning These n***as try k**ing you when you're winning Police be murdering people we watch the media spin it Like Abracadabra, here's a cadaver put it on camera That's why my momma's stressing She's having dreams that I'm jammed up Somewhere out of town, trying to move all this bad luck Well sorry momma my n***as pitching that dandruff That type of fire making these paraplegics stand up Then I'm back on my humble f**ing a tan s*ut I'm too handsome to be in some handcuffs n***as working them phones and getting their grands up b**hes got your work in their nose You be getting your grams up, huh? You know that I want it all to the fullest This sh** is excalibur weak n***as could never pull it We're here every day dodging these bullets Trying to make it up out of this bullsh** I'm praying for them dollars, n***a check the pulpit Roll another one, we're getting faded while we school sh** Only n***a repping he's destined to make you fools sick Got keys to your b**h crib, make that hoe my mistress Running through yo' district, trying to see how the rich live Roll with wild Jamaicans, peace to my Haitians A lot of money waving, my b**hes they come in flavors Nothing's coincidental on these instrumentals Either I meant to k** it dead, or n***as missed the memo They say I sound like the mother f**ing crack era Perfection with the hustle like I lack error [Chorus: Noah Caine] Young n***a go and flex, right right Got me f**ing up a check like, yeah yeah Till there's diamonds on my neck like, yah yah They never disrespect, no no [Verse 2: Noah Caine] Never got fooled by any devils in disguise I guess everything happens for a reason and then you die My midas touch it be touching your inner eye And everything that glitters ain't gold But just keep that between you and I U-N-I verse, spit these verses 'til my hearse lifts Only n***a when you picture his rhymes You see them in cursive n***as they be back on the block from trips to them houses Y'all kids don't know sh** 'bout the street Y'all just be clicking mouses Infatuated, fake a**es and titties trapped in the matrix Strapped in for the ride My sh** a buck fifty, give you a facelift We were born to be real, not to be perfect Late night arguments I'm asking myself if she's really worth it I be chasing money she be chasing that bird sh** I just blame myself for getting involved While my heart was hurting n***as say I'm next but I'm barely scratching the surface k**ers doing dirt, then pray to get clean, sitting in churches I just order the rigatoni, bruschetta with primavera Toast a gla** of Chardonnay To these blessings I'm seeing clearer Young n***a I'm gon' Flex like, right right And I'm gon' f** up all these checks like, yeah yeah [Chorus: Noah Caine] Young n***a go and flex, right right Got me f**ing up a check like yeah yeah Till there's diamonds on my neck like yah yah They never disrespect, no no