Intro (soft ad-lib)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, oh
Chorus (melodic, hooky)
All flex, no filter, diamonds talk but they don't say the pain
All flex, no filter, they see the gloss but not where I came
All flex, no filter, show the world the drip, hide the stains
All flex, no filter — same tears, different chain
Verse 1
Came up from the corner where the nights stay cold,
Mama prayed on the mattress while my dreams unfold.
Now the whip got leather, seats recline like we won,
But the nights still whisper 'bout the things we outrun.
Friends switch faces quick like seasons on the block,
Only ride with real ones, let the snakes get dropped.
Cash in the pocket, but my heart got receipts,
Every countertop a story of the nights I couldn't sleep.
They hitting my line when the shine start to glow,
Used to be broke bread, now it's names on the roll.
But when the lights go low and the cameras off the frame,
I still feel the hunger — only loyalty remain.
Pre-Chorus (build)
Tell me who really with me when the storm come through?
Who hold a candle up when they gotta choose?
Flex for the 'gram, but we move for the crew —
All flex, all flex, yeah we keep it true.
Chorus
All flex, no filter, diamonds talk but they don't say the pain
All flex, no filter, they see the gloss but not where I came
All flex, no filter, show the world the drip, hide the stains
All flex, no filter — same tears, different chain
Verse 2 (more introspective)
Chain heavy, feel the weight of the past on my chest,
Lost a lot of soldiers, put their names on my breath.
We celebrate the wins but remember how we bled,
Pour a little liquor for the words they never said.
Grew up with ambition, mama said go get it, son,
Now we stunt in the section where the sun don't come.
They ask how I sleep with the fame in my face,
I tell 'em trust is rare, can't be bought with a Wraith.
Flex for the kids, show 'em what they can be,
But teach 'em loyalty over all of the luxury.
Money make it easier but it don't heal the scars,
We flex for a moment but we pray to the stars.
Keep the circle tight, cut the rest off like scars,
Stack the wins, bury the aches, drive the foreign cars.
Bridge (sung, emotional)
All this ice on me, but I still feel the cold —
All this gold on me, but I still miss the old.
All flex on the feed, but the truth be told —
I need a real hand when the nights get cold.
Breakdown (spoken over low melody)
They see the Bentley, don't see the nights I cried —
They see the label, don't see the nights we tried.
We flex for survival, we flex for the tribe —
All flex, no filter, but I'm still alive.
Final Chorus (bigger, layered)
All flex, no filter, diamonds talk but they don't say the pain
All flex, no filter, they see the gloss but not where I came
All flex, no filter, show the world the drip, hide the stains
All flex, no filter — same tears, different chain
Outro (soft)
Porque music
See you when I see you
Otro