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Music and Arrangement: © 2025 MASTA-STUDIOS.

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Yo, yo, yo...

This that fire, this that vibe,

We goin' up, we ain't never gonna die.

Let's go!

I came up from the bottom, now I'm shining bright,

Diamonds on my wrist, yeah, they catch the light.

Self-made, self-paid, I’m the CEO,

Turned my pain to power, now I’m in the flow.

They doubted, they hated, but I proved 'em wrong,

Now I’m the king, yeah, I’m where I belong.

Flexin’ on my exes, yeah, I’m doing great,

New whip, new fit, man, I’m levitating.

(Woo!)

Flex on 'em, next on 'em, I’m the one they stress on,

Cash flow, fast mode, yeah, I’m blessed, no question.

Level up, I’m next to none,

Watch me shine, yeah, I’m the sun.

Woo! Brr! Yeah!

Big drip, big moves, yeah, I’m making noise,

Got the city on fire, I’m the people’s choice. (Boom!)

From the block to the top, yeah, I earned my stripes,

Now I’m sipping champagne on a private flight. (Skrrt!)

They wanna be me, but they can’t compete,

I’m a whole vibe, I’m a full elite. (Ayy!)

I’m the trendsetter, yeah, I’m breaking chains,

While they stuck in the past, I’m hopping on planes. (Let’s go!)

Drip too cold, I’m in my zone,

Ice on my neck, I’m stepping throne. (Brr!)

They copy moves, but I’m alone,

I’m the king, yeah, I own the throne. (Woo!)

Flex, flex, yeah, I’m next, next,

Living large, no stress, no text. (Ayy! Yeah!)

Boom! Skrrt! Woo!

They said I’d never make it, but I’m here to stay,

Now I’m the one they play on the radio all day. (Yo!)

From the struggle to the hustle, now I’m living proof,

If you want it, go get it, yeah, that’s the truth. (Ayy!)

I’m the vibe, I’m the wave, I’m the energy,

Living life like a boss, that’s the recipe. (Boom!)

Stack my bread, yeah, I’m paid, no debt,

If they hate, let ‘em hate, I’m a threat. (Skrrt!)

Flex, flex, yeah, I’m next, next,

Living large, no stress, no text. (Ayy! Let’s go!)

Yo, this that anthem, this that pride,

We goin’ up, we ain't never gonna die. (Woo!)

Self-love, self-made, yeah, we own the game,

Remember my name, I’m the one to blame. (Ayy!)

Mic drop.

Skrrt! Boom! Yeah! Let’s go!