Flexin’

[Pre-Chorus]
Tired of flexin', oh
Tired of flexin', oh
Tired of flexin', oh
Tired of flexin', oh

[Chorus]
Tired of flexin', I thought you'd learn your lesson
When you make some catchy shit, it's like a blessing
I don't really fuck with much, I keep 'em guessing
I'm about to fuck shit up, I hope you got the message
Tired of flexin', I thought you'd learn your lesson
When you make some catchy shit, it's like a blessing
I don't really fuck with much, I keep 'em guessing
I'm about to fuck shit up, I hope you got the message

[Verse 1]
"Man, I followed you for years now, used to like your style
Then you switched it up too much, I don't like when you get wild
I just want the catchy shit, wanna feel good all the time
Bring it back, you fucking changed, I miss the old you, please rewind"
Bitch, I don't care what you need, I don't care what you want
I do this for me, I don't give a singular fuck
Making music for like half a decade, I'm growing up
I'm progressing, while you out there buying V-Bucks
I've been gone for a bit, I'm busy working on my album
Dropping in July, fuckers better know the outcome
I keep getting better and you wantin' that regression
Gonna spiral to depression cause you don't enjoy the message
I do me, just for me, making music all for me
If you like, yeah, that's cool, but I do it all for me
I don't need your guidance, no, I don't even need money
Boy, I've never charted once, I just do it for me
Do you get it yet? I don't care about the check
If I would, I'd make it free but I need to get out of this debt
I don't really think you should critique people if you ain't there
Bitch, get off of your pedastal, before you 'bout to make me vexxed

[Pre-Chorus]
Tired of flexin', oh
Tired of flexin', oh
Tired of flexin', oh
Tired of flexin', oh

[Chorus]
Tired of flexin', I thought you'd learn your lesson
When you make some catchy shit, it's like a blessing
I don't really fuck with much, I keep 'em guessing
I'm about to fuck shit up, I hope you got the message
Tired of flexin', I thought you'd learn your lesson
When you make some catchy shit, it's like a blessing
I don't really fuck with much, I keep 'em guessing
I'm about to fuck shit up, I hope you got the message

[Verse 2]
Get what you need
I don't really get what they see
I don't think that I'ma make it right now
But one day, I swear it'll be
What I need, yeah, I know I want this
Taking over, I think I've got this
All the people who've been doubtin' me for so long
I'm gonna prove that I deserve it, make you so wrong
I don't even need to write all of my shit
Some of it just spills on to the page
I don't really need to body like no shit
Maybe i will one day without gettin' paid
They want the boy going off, want the boy killin' shit
Want the kid to return, I'm like "Damn, but he RIP"
I don't get a lot of what the people askin' for, no
That's why I do this all for me, I'll never retract it, no
I've been the GOAT in my field, yeah
You a sheep to the herd, get you killed, yeah
I've been me, sure, I'm weak but I kill, yuh
Fuck with me on the track, you get killed, uh

[Outro]
Flexin', oh, I've been flexin'
Flexin', oh, I stay flexin'
Flexin', oh, I stay flexin'
Bitch, I'm flexin', oh, yeah, I'm flexin', whoa