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Found in Me Video (MV)




Performed By: FL EX
Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Devontae Washington




FL EX - Found in Me Lyrics
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I got this rap shit in a headlock
I mean what more can I say?
The most important out my city since Ye
And we ain't here just to participate
If I keep going at this rate they 'gon have to pack me up & send me to Jay
I'm full coursing on these small fries
We put the city on notice: The album coming
And shortly after, it was all eyes
The world sick but y'all don't care unless its yall lives
We was petty trappin back when Kels was doing hog ties
Ain't nothing new we still intact this just the rich edition
I flash the Rolex when I talk to make the bitches
I told her send me what she want I got her Christmas listin'
And it ain't eve winter nigga, you couldn't get her dinner nigga
When I was swiping Visas you was swiping left on Tinder nigga
I'm Dapper Dan the way I'm putting G's on all my pieces
In 2030 I'm getting Cullinans for all my nieces
In 2020 I'm showing niggas whats hatnin'
Of course I'm starting to gain some weight
The way I'm living it's fattening you dig?
Them prime steaks without the gym they 'gon make you get big
Now when its time to self reflect can you face what you did?
Supposed to be gangstas but they shooting at places with kids
Niggas be bitch made
Haze prep the beat and I can cook it up like six ways
It's time to go to work and plus I'm fresh up out of sick days
When she cried I cried, probably ain't get no sleep for six days
I got us Ma
Lord may lay me down to sleep
Protect my lil nigga I know he move at least a pound a week
Bless em with some courage don't just pick the route that sounded sweet
Lord I pray these shorties find in them..what I found in me
Uh, I'm still styling on these lil ass rappers
You gotta do yo passion first then get a lil cash after
The book of life been tryna try me in these few past chapters
But I'ma pass em all with flying colors
I'm trynna flip a mindset tryna get you to live
This life shit really be a trip cause it take and it give
I'm finna go against the grain in the face of my peers
I'm tryna reach a greater height guess I'm facing my fears
Perkys got em feeling numb
Can't remember most of his conversations got em feeling dumb
In MIA with California plates I'm tryna feel the sun
Got off the bus some niggas tried to fight he dipped to get his gun
Yeah, shit ain't the same no more
He bought a pipe 'cause he ain't tryna face no pain no more
His life been hard and he just praying that it don't rain no more
He popping pills in school don't care who see he ain't ashamed no more
If I could get the proper beat I could get em to listen
Whats from the heart gon' reach the heart so I'm back on my mission
I told em this what we gon' do I ain't ask for permission
Been dream chasing seven years finna catch it and kiss it
It's big Sinatra bitch I'm stretching & flexing my arms
I paid 100 for the watch it was less for the charm
I had a vision I was drunk on a jet with my moms
Let's say a prayer as I wipe off the sweat from my palms
Let us pray
Lord may lay me down to sleep
Protect my lil nigga I know he move at least a pound a week
Bless em with some courage don't just pick the route that sounded sweet
Lord I pray these shorties find in them..what I found in me
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I got this rap shit in a headlock
I mean what more can I say?
The most important out my city since Ye
And we ain't here just to participate
If I keep going at this rate they 'gon have to pack me up & send me to Jay
I'm full coursing on these small fries
We put the city on notice: The album coming
And shortly after, it was all eyes
The world sick but y'all don't care unless its yall lives
We was petty trappin back when Kels was doing hog ties
Ain't nothing new we still intact this just the rich edition
I flash the Rolex when I talk to make the bitches
I told her send me what she want I got her Christmas listin'
And it ain't eve winter nigga, you couldn't get her dinner nigga
When I was swiping Visas you was swiping left on Tinder nigga
I'm Dapper Dan the way I'm putting G's on all my pieces
In 2030 I'm getting Cullinans for all my nieces
In 2020 I'm showing niggas whats hatnin'
Of course I'm starting to gain some weight
The way I'm living it's fattening you dig?
Them prime steaks without the gym they 'gon make you get big
Now when its time to self reflect can you face what you did?
Supposed to be gangstas but they shooting at places with kids
Niggas be bitch made
Haze prep the beat and I can cook it up like six ways
It's time to go to work and plus I'm fresh up out of sick days
When she cried I cried, probably ain't get no sleep for six days
I got us Ma
Lord may lay me down to sleep
Protect my lil nigga I know he move at least a pound a week
Bless em with some courage don't just pick the route that sounded sweet
Lord I pray these shorties find in them..what I found in me
Uh, I'm still styling on these lil ass rappers
You gotta do yo passion first then get a lil cash after
The book of life been tryna try me in these few past chapters
But I'ma pass em all with flying colors
I'm trynna flip a mindset tryna get you to live
This life shit really be a trip cause it take and it give
I'm finna go against the grain in the face of my peers
I'm tryna reach a greater height guess I'm facing my fears
Perkys got em feeling numb
Can't remember most of his conversations got em feeling dumb
In MIA with California plates I'm tryna feel the sun
Got off the bus some niggas tried to fight he dipped to get his gun
Yeah, shit ain't the same no more
He bought a pipe 'cause he ain't tryna face no pain no more
His life been hard and he just praying that it don't rain no more
He popping pills in school don't care who see he ain't ashamed no more
If I could get the proper beat I could get em to listen
Whats from the heart gon' reach the heart so I'm back on my mission
I told em this what we gon' do I ain't ask for permission
Been dream chasing seven years finna catch it and kiss it
It's big Sinatra bitch I'm stretching & flexing my arms
I paid 100 for the watch it was less for the charm
I had a vision I was drunk on a jet with my moms
Let's say a prayer as I wipe off the sweat from my palms
Let us pray
Lord may lay me down to sleep
Protect my lil nigga I know he move at least a pound a week
Bless em with some courage don't just pick the route that sounded sweet
Lord I pray these shorties find in them..what I found in me
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Writer: Devontae Washington
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, DEVONTAE WASHINGTON

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