Lyrics 10 More Rounds - Flohio

10 More Rounds

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
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
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…
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
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…
Yeah
Come on…