Boss lyrics

I was born to flex (Yes!)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo!)
But nothing in this world
That I like more than checks


I keep it realer than real
f*ck all the critics and f*ck how they feel
I'm getting money, it is what it is
They wanna know how I did what I did
Don't worry 'bout why I do what I do (b*tch)
'Cause I ain't worried bout you (b*tch)
Nah, I don't wanna be cool (b*tch)
Still hanging with the same crew (Ayy)