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TEXAS MADE Video (MV)




Performed By: FlexOnDaTrack
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Bryan Diaz




FlexOnDaTrack - TEXAS MADE Lyrics
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And for the family I'll slide on em
Loyalty runnin' through me till the day I die on em
Stayed humble down to the bone
I done went from a bike to a big body ride on em
Millions on my mind, and a million eyes on me
I don't trust a soul, they done told me a million lies
If you seen the shit I've seen, you would think I've lived a million lives
I need every nickle and dime
Need my first million counted in five's
I just went to the bank, and made friends with the teller
How could I not? He the only one I trust with my cheddar
I always thank the higher power for life gettin' better
I may have been a lot of things in my life, but never been a beggar
Couch hoppin' house to house, and it wasn't by choice
Mane we was poor, Granny still took in a family of four
Now I look back at hard times and let that shit motivate me to grow
This is my throne, I built this shit up from the ground on my own mane
Hard times-make a star shine
You gotta love it, ha
Yeah
Real shit
This shit crazy
Yeah
I'm goin' in
Countdown
2,1,0
Lil bih (FLEX!)
Fell in love with bread, swear my pockets filled with flour
Made a few of you, and I still ain't get my flowers
Bitch I'm FlexOnDaTrack, I'm the man of the hour
I'm from Tone City, Texas, catch me on top of the tower
I'm surrounded by demons
They ain't ever gone leave me
Blood suckers, feedin' off of yo energy they leeches
I'm surrounded by Demons, Hellcats, SRT's
Game full of hippity hoppity rappers ain't none of em f*ckin' with me
Said I would do it and did it
Even though I knew they wouldn't believe
All I can do is keep puttin' in work & eventually open their eyes to see
I see the numbers that come with the streams
And they ain't as real as you think
I seen your favorite rapper get lost in the juice, and get put in a box like a Hi-C
Fell in love with bread swear my pockets filled with flour
Made a few of you, and I still ain't get my flowers
Bitch I'm FlexOnDaTrack, I'm the man of the hour
I'm from Tone City, Texas, catch me on top of the tower
(Daaayum!)
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English

And for the family I'll slide on em
Loyalty runnin' through me till the day I die on em
Stayed humble down to the bone
I done went from a bike to a big body ride on em
Millions on my mind, and a million eyes on me
I don't trust a soul, they done told me a million lies
If you seen the shit I've seen, you would think I've lived a million lives
I need every nickle and dime
Need my first million counted in five's
I just went to the bank, and made friends with the teller
How could I not? He the only one I trust with my cheddar
I always thank the higher power for life gettin' better
I may have been a lot of things in my life, but never been a beggar
Couch hoppin' house to house, and it wasn't by choice
Mane we was poor, Granny still took in a family of four
Now I look back at hard times and let that shit motivate me to grow
This is my throne, I built this shit up from the ground on my own mane
Hard times-make a star shine
You gotta love it, ha
Yeah
Real shit
This shit crazy
Yeah
I'm goin' in
Countdown
2,1,0
Lil bih (FLEX!)
Fell in love with bread, swear my pockets filled with flour
Made a few of you, and I still ain't get my flowers
Bitch I'm FlexOnDaTrack, I'm the man of the hour
I'm from Tone City, Texas, catch me on top of the tower
I'm surrounded by demons
They ain't ever gone leave me
Blood suckers, feedin' off of yo energy they leeches
I'm surrounded by Demons, Hellcats, SRT's
Game full of hippity hoppity rappers ain't none of em f*ckin' with me
Said I would do it and did it
Even though I knew they wouldn't believe
All I can do is keep puttin' in work & eventually open their eyes to see
I see the numbers that come with the streams
And they ain't as real as you think
I seen your favorite rapper get lost in the juice, and get put in a box like a Hi-C
Fell in love with bread swear my pockets filled with flour
Made a few of you, and I still ain't get my flowers
Bitch I'm FlexOnDaTrack, I'm the man of the hour
I'm from Tone City, Texas, catch me on top of the tower
(Daaayum!)
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Writer: Bryan Diaz
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