Zepp - Flex Lyrics

I was born in Mexico
But that culture I don’t really know
Should I say did not, took twenty-one years
For the society of my people to truly show
Cuz our eyes were set for the land of opportunity
And in the middle of the summer, one year older
Well, one week later took a bus across a border
And that night pyrotechnics celebrated nationality
Blessed in never missing vitals
Hot food home at my arrival
My upbringing heavily shaped by the bible
Such a basic story, everything was to His glory
Never thought I’d lose track of where I was going
Alright, so here we go, let’s get this thing on the road
I came to collect my check, I don’t mean to steal the show
But since you give time to flex, no not that type that you know
See now I gotta explain myself, DJ if you could the microphone
Give it here
Wish I wasn’t timid but so people could not hear me loud and clear
When I had a thing to say, it’s like I couldn’t find the gear
So I kept my mouth shut, and in time I started feeling obscure
I know my life weight ain’t feel heavy
My troubles came internally
Like i.e. insecurity
With a dose over maturity
Let me take a moment to explain just what I mean
People felt I acted 21 when I was 17
I know what some might think, that could only mean good things
How am I supposed to fight my battles when my armor doesn’t fit
Whatever, my time could be spent much better
Going against my own endeavor, felt a tickle in my nose like from a feather
Went and got some toilet paper, look myself inside the mirror
Felt a little unfamiliar, ooh, me, hot damn, that’s a good looking young man
Is this really who I am, ooh me, hot damn, but what I don’t understand
Is that back when I was young, back when I was not the same
I was taught not to become the type of person that night I saw became
But here we go, I want this thing, I won’t fold
I want to collect my check, and I don’t mean to steal the show
But if you give time to flex, still not the type that you know
I gotta keep explaining myself, DJ could I keep the microphone
For like one more minute
There came a time when I became distracted from my life
The reason why I question is the question I won’t lie
And because of the way that I felt on the inside
The distance I created, became way too much to hide
Cuz according to the Proverbs and the Psalms
My soul was living in the wrong
But it was not living the life itself
It was going against the only life I’ve ever known
So sometimes I feel I no longer hold His hand
I cannot forget about the values that make me the person who I am
And things that I don’t understand, the more that I play in the sand
Curiosity led to controversy, but in it I found demand
Let me take a moment to complicate what I mean
I spent too much time thinking ‘bout my fruits, never planting my seeds
And in a change of poise, I finally made up my choice
I cannot wait any longer for the world to hear my voice
So here we go, let’s get this thing on the road
I came to collect my check, I don’t mean to steal the show
But since you give time to flex
Well, since you give time to flex
Then for the first time Ima flex
So here we go, let’s get this thing on the road
I came to collect my check, I didn’t mean to steal the show
But since you gave time to flex, yeah that type you should now know
Alright I’m done explaining myself
DJ, where could I set down the microphone

I was born in Mexico
But that culture I don’t really know
Should I say did not, took twenty-one years
For the society of my people to truly show
Cuz our eyes were set for the land of opportunity
And in the middle of the summer, one year older
Well, one week later took a bus across a border
And that night pyrotechnics celebrated nationality
Blessed in never missing vitals
Hot food home at my arrival
My upbringing heavily shaped by the bible
Such a basic story, everything was to His glory
Never thought I’d lose track of where I was going
Alright, so here we go, let’s get this thing on the road
I came to collect my check, I don’t mean to steal the show
But since you give time to flex, no not that type that you know
See now I gotta explain myself, DJ if you could the microphone
Give it here
Wish I wasn’t timid but so people could not hear me loud and clear
When I had a thing to say, it’s like I couldn’t find the gear
So I kept my mouth shut, and in time I started feeling obscure
I know my life weight ain’t feel heavy
My troubles came internally
Like i.e. insecurity
With a dose over maturity
Let me take a moment to explain just what I mean
People felt I acted 21 when I was 17
I know what some might think, that could only mean good things
How am I supposed to fight my battles when my armor doesn’t fit
Whatever, my time could be spent much better
Going against my own endeavor, felt a tickle in my nose like from a feather
Went and got some toilet paper, look myself inside the mirror
Felt a little unfamiliar, ooh, me, hot damn, that’s a good looking young man
Is this really who I am, ooh me, hot damn, but what I don’t understand
Is that back when I was young, back when I was not the same
I was taught not to become the type of person that night I saw became
But here we go, I want this thing, I won’t fold
I want to collect my check, and I don’t mean to steal the show
But if you give time to flex, still not the type that you know
I gotta keep explaining myself, DJ could I keep the microphone
For like one more minute
There came a time when I became distracted from my life
The reason why I question is the question I won’t lie
And because of the way that I felt on the inside
The distance I created, became way too much to hide
Cuz according to the Proverbs and the Psalms
My soul was living in the wrong
But it was not living the life itself
It was going against the only life I’ve ever known
So sometimes I feel I no longer hold His hand
I cannot forget about the values that make me the person who I am
And things that I don’t understand, the more that I play in the sand
Curiosity led to controversy, but in it I found demand
Let me take a moment to complicate what I mean
I spent too much time thinking ‘bout my fruits, never planting my seeds
And in a change of poise, I finally made up my choice
I cannot wait any longer for the world to hear my voice
So here we go, let’s get this thing on the road
I came to collect my check, I don’t mean to steal the show
But since you give time to flex
Well, since you give time to flex
Then for the first time Ima flex
So here we go, let’s get this thing on the road
I came to collect my check, I didn’t mean to steal the show
But since you gave time to flex, yeah that type you should now know
Alright I’m done explaining myself
DJ, where could I set down the microphone