Verse 1:
I been working these 3 jobs for so long, trying to pay me rent…keep the lights on
Faded numbers on the bathroom stall…I hate this place, but anyway
I been working all day, still in a daze, still some work for me to do, think it’s time for job two
Step outside and see them D-Boys rolling, stunting with their egos swollen, on the radio I hear
Chorus:
No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone, They Know Better
No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone, They Know Better
Verse 2:
Can’t go back to the life I used to live, come too far to want to turn back now
Furthermore I don’t want to see the Pen, nothing else to talk about
I been slaving all day, still in a daze, still some work for me to do, think it’s time for job two
Step outside and see them D-Boys rolling, stunting with their egos swollen, on the radio I hear
Chorus:
No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone, They Know Better
No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone, They Know Better
Bridge:
4,5,6,7 chains on…Eastside looking like a Slave home
Aint got money for the Cell Phone…Want to still front for the Video?
Can’t you hear him knocking? Open up, let him in!
I turn on the radio I hear
Chorus:
No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone, They Know Better
No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone, They Know Better
