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[Intro] Flo, flo [Verse 1] Look who’s back Came with gang We want money So go for the bank Say no more Time to react I hate on guys that show no remorse I see clear now One man down Them breddas there couldn’t thief my style Still in south With more pride I swear you can’t defeat my kind Young Flo Yes I’m really on time Last night, mom told me I got shine Shit you say couldn’t bring me down No my main thing is to maintain my grind When this high no turning round Who looks back when you’re this far I don’t get money just to brag I get more P’s to uplift my gang Way more vibe Socks off white With less friends And way more bands Niketown? yes I’m down They waited up until now I give them more Never less Bring my fist up to my chest In my section I’m the best Don’t tell me shit bout just rest [Chorus] Got 10 more rounds Watch her now Don’t ask me if the show might bang Still on grind For my fam & still flex from like time to time Because I live my life how I want I don’t anticipate There’s no contract on my name (na-na) And I skurr inside my lane I am the great [Hook] Vibe with... Me, Don’t you pour dirt... On my. Dreams Right now am just tryna win and live I might have to stamp out All the bad bad in this Going Kung Fu with the kicks Always SE16 Cereal, I skip that I just brush out my wings Low key for the time being Always somewhere to begin Went broke in my post code Now i go back to the real Want dough from my own coast Like... [Verse 2] This my get down Flo Fly away I go Outside of your zone I build my own You don’t even ask me how I’m doing You just want my soul If I did you wrong That was me back then I’m free right now Live where I belong Fans tell me the fucking real right now Frame up my achievements No longer the lazy bastard Looking decent All that shit you wearing Boy you know you’re reaching I don’t need a reason Hustled till I got equipments I see red moon up and beaming Bitch you know it’s Flo, Flo season Come and surf this flow Yes and feel this gold I know my own In the Ocean With my paddle sticks Bitch I row my boat Since I started music For some reason I’m not feeling low Reckless on the road So tell me how you plan to steal the show? Grandma bless me, Exes curse me Guess which one is working best? For the Gucci’s & the Fendi’s Swear your don could kill a friend If i never cut the leeches I swear I’ll still be depressed You know all they love to do is hang on to you and pretend [Hook] Vibe with... Me, Don’t you pour dirt... On my. Dreams Right now am just tryna win and live... I might have to stamp out All the bad bad in this Going Kung Fu with the kicks Always SE16 Cereal, I skip that I just brush out my wings Low key for the time being Always somewhere to begin Went broke in my post code Now I go back to the real Want dough from my own coast Like... [Outro] Yeah Come on...
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