Omar Mansour - I CANT EVEN FLEX Lyrics

I can't even flex
I been on my grind, it took me while, I knew it was a test
I'm 24 now it took me while, but now I got next
It's been a long climb with too many trials, ain't settle for less
I'm still tryna grow
Will never plateau

Ay

Remember when they thought they knew what was right for me
Told me that music is prolly ain't right for me
Said that me losing was gon' be a sight to see
Said I'm getting married and the game is the bride-to-be
It showed me who rides for me
Y'all cannot stifle me
Nah f*ck ya'll decidedly

The verse's seven figures, so money don't fold
They sleeping on me, I can hear all the snores
Hating but still watch with blood in they nose
I'm cooking this shit up, I ain't need me a stove
The amateurs caught in 4k need GoPro's
It's not even fair, they don't even compare
Don't make me go there, I'm one in a million, that shit way too rare

I'm breathing, gon' be my season
Breathing, gon' be my season

They ain't believe that I had what it takes I'm proving them wrong
They ain't believe that I could get a milli off writing them songs

I can't even flex
I been on my grind, it took me while, I knew it was a test
I'm 24 now it took me while, but now I got next
It's been a long climb with too many trials, ain't settle for less
I'm still tryna grow
Will never plateau

I ain't flexing was supposed to have made it further
22, should get an M for a verse
24, I'm still worried about them ends meeting
And affording gas to make it work

Know I'm gon' win just needed some time
The only way I'm losing if I ain't keep trying
I'm born with a gift only care about the present
I'm better each day so it's always my prime
I know I'm gon shine, hoe, look, ay
It's only a matter of time
I'm done playing games
I'm getting what's mine
I'm your top three rappers combined

Know I'm gon' win I need that shit bad
I'm getting what's mine I need my shit back
I needed that cash I need that shit fast
I'm dropping this fire, ain't need that shit gassed
I'm Andre the Giant, I'm Andre three Stacks
Thought about selling keys, but now I'm locked in, was feeling boxed in
I'm breaking the glass
It's a myth I ain't making A-list 'cause where I be on maps

I'm breathing, gon' be my season
Breathing, gon' be my season

Ohh, I'm breathing, gon' be my season
Breathing, gon' be my season
They ain't believe that I had what it takes I'm proving them wrong
They ain't believe that I could get a milli off writing them songs