Flex - Hard Lyrics

I got the soul that make me a soldier
They want some exposure
I'm finna expose em
She hitting the line
She want her some closure
I put up my pride and told her I need her
I know how to read her
I'm still on the rise
I hope she like lies
That's all imma feed her
I'm finna go hard and run up a hundred
They know how I'm coming
They know how I run it
From nothing to something
Don't know how I done it
Oh you don't remember huh
You got amnesia
I'm swiping them visas
I'm playing my cards
She ask how I do it I tell her it's hard

Money in the ziploc
Brown paper bag
That's the bag with the back end
Nigga I remember back when
When I ain't even have a fan
I ain't even have a stack then
Nigga now I'm getting racks in
That 's the hand I was dealt
That's the nest I was hatched in
Bet not ever get it f*cked up
Only time a nigga really f*ck with you when your bucks up
You a man or a mouse
I ain't never got tricked
Even back when I ain't know nothing
A lil proud of myself
I done ran up a dub
Nigga I ain't even blow nothing
Money come, money go
Imma count it up again at the end of the show
You a friend or a foe
Whole time I was f*cking with her friend on the low

I could f*ck off the strength of the music
Bitch I got the gift and the sauce imma use it
I'm in the Bent with a bitch let her cruise it
After the show imma beat it and bruise it
I'm one hunit that's just how He made me
In back of the Phantom I feel like Ms. Daisy
So much money I got a little lazy
I got on my grizzy and went a little crazy
I get em in twos
Know how I do's it
I'm valid
If she want to choose then just let her choose
It happens
I got money forever
I ain't running out never
Niggas hate to see it
I just ordered me a whip can't wait to see it
Mobb

I got the soul that make me a soldier
They want some exposure
I'm finna expose em
She hitting the line
She want her some closure
I put up my pride and told her I need her
I know how to read her
I'm still on the rise
I hope she like lies
That's all imma feed her
I'm finna go hard and run up a hundred
They know how I'm coming
They know how I run it
From nothing to something
Don't know how I done it
Oh you don't remember huh
You got amnesia
I'm swiping them visas
I'm playing my cards
She ask how I do it I tell her it's hard