10 More Rounds

[Intro]

Flo, flo

[Verse 1]

Look who’s back

Came with gang

We want money

So go for the bank

Say no more

Time to react

I hate on guys that show no remorse

I see clear now

One man down

Them breddas there couldn’t thief my style

Still in south

With more pride

I swear you can’t defeat my kind

Young Flo

Yes I’m really on time

Last night, mom told me I got shine

Shit you say couldn’t bring me down

No my main thing is to maintain my grind

When this high no turning round

Who looks back when you’re this far

I don’t get money just to brag

I get more P’s to uplift my gang

Way more vibe

Socks off white

With less friends

And way more bands

Niketown? yes I’m down

They waited up until now

I give them more

Never less

Bring my fist up to my chest

In my section I’m the best

Don’t tell me shit bout just rest

[Chorus]

Got 10 more rounds

Watch her now

Don’t ask me if the show might bang

Still on grind

For my fam

& still flex from like time to time

Because I live my life how I want

I don’t anticipate

There’s no contract on my name (na-na)

And I skurr inside my lane

I am the great

[Hook]

Vibe with...

Me, Don’t you pour dirt...

On my. Dreams

Right now am just tryna win and live

I might have to stamp out

All the bad bad in this

Going Kung Fu with the kicks

Always SE16

Cereal, I skip that

I just brush out my wings

Low key for the time being

Always somewhere to begin

Went broke in my post code

Now i go back to the real

Want dough from my own coast

Like...

[Verse 2]

This my get down Flo

Fly away I go

Outside of your zone

I build my own

You don’t even ask me how I’m doing

You just want my soul

If I did you wrong

That was me back then

I’m free right now

Live where I belong

Fans tell me the fucking real right now

Frame up my achievements

No longer the lazy bastard

Looking decent

All that shit you wearing

Boy you know you’re reaching

I don’t need a reason

Hustled till I got equipments

I see red moon up and beaming

Bitch you know it’s Flo, Flo season

Come and surf this flow

Yes and feel this gold

I know my own

In the Ocean

With my paddle sticks

Bitch I row my boat

Since I started music

For some reason

I’m not feeling low

Reckless on the road

So tell me how you plan to steal the show?

Grandma bless me, Exes curse me

Guess which one is working best?

For the Gucci’s & the Fendi’s

Swear your don could kill a friend

If i never cut the leeches I swear I’ll still be depressed

You know all they love to do is hang on to you and pretend

[Hook]

Vibe with...

Me, Don’t you pour dirt...

On my. Dreams

Right now am just tryna win and live...

I might have to stamp out

All the bad bad in this

Going Kung Fu with the kicks

Always SE16

Cereal, I skip that

I just brush out my wings

Low key for the time being

Always somewhere to begin

Went broke in my post code

Now I go back to the real

Want dough from my own coast

Like...

[Outro]

Yeah

Come on...