Lyrics:
"Yeah this is for everbody in Miami"
"Put them 305's up"
"It's about to get ugly!"
"Que Vuelta"
Welcome to Miami where they Hustle hey
And they ride duce
scream it loud
No matter how many times I fell on my face
God was there to stand me up back firm in my faith
I got one ticket to paradise with no money eddie
Stewart
In one take, if I fuck up and I don't redo it
You couldn't sound grown on a beat if you were moaning to it
The day I don't say fuck you all, you
and found
We've got to change our point of view, if we want the sky blue
We're segregating, consciences are fading
You're thinking that it's me you're fooling
the ice
I'll tell the time by the clock tower
And I know I moved away
But if I ever gotta die
Bury me beside the clock tower
Let's put in hours and count it
Meet Eddie, 23 years old
Fed up with life (damn)
And the way things are going (I'm going fucking insane)
He decides to rob a liquor store (I gotta
people it's time to rise up
And you don't stop you don't stop
You don't quit you don't quit if it's Christ Jesus than build on it on it
God's people if
I feel like she move the time don't
If you put it on me shawty do it slow
If they asking bout me gotta let them know
Chains in the summer like its
ain't no stopping
Hop in the car and I'm whiling, I'm styling
I hop out it cause I'm a driver
Fuck nigga try me, no Eddie Bauer
I'ma pull up
(fisher / reid)
I sat me down to write a simple story
Which maybe in the end became a song
In trying to find the words which might begin it
I found
street
His friend Eddie he did the respray
So he couldn't drive it all last week
And it cost most of the money that he had saved up
To pay Eddie
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
"Give me $1 million if you
Want the next album"
It's still sprinkling a bit when we dive back
Into the hired Lexus and head across the
East River
those enough
Daily new drama unfold, they popped him over what?
It's so rough, nobody know him, so what?
Ayo the money's close by, homie, show me
damage you was hiding that ain't healthy
Yeah, dealt with it by myself, can't help me
They ain't even check on me
So I'm grinding till I'm wealthy
She
Glock got hiccups
Call him loose leaf, by the way he getting ripped up
Came at me the wrong way, so I had to bitch 'em
I ain't playing games like chess,
and then my mind it start to race
Thinking bout how im gon fuck it up and never live the same
Baby im just gonna love you dont care if we gotta date
I just
to salute
But you didn't pick
Not many women can refuse this pimpin'
I'm a nice guy, but don't get it if you get with me
Shake the vibe, get down, get up
Do
His word and I fill up my lungs
Imma beat up the devil like beating on drums
Yeah it's all in God's timing, so I gotta wait
He gone fix me the food,
Guerrero, like Eddie
They say only talk what you really feel
No regrets in your life if you keep it real
They can't hold you down, bet I'll show you around
If
promised but you still aren't mine
Bet you were surprised I didn't put up a fight
Annie, are you okay?
Tell me you're fine
I've been trying to find a map
there they are not like we
Because we're classy and fancy
I'm covered by the blood of Jesus
Ain't no weapon that can try and reach us
Dem boy der I see
but became a maybe
Held up when it got wavy cuz we do it daily...
And even if the visions hazy and were feeling lazy
We'll turn it in and we'll be
"You did not find me... I found you, Eddie"
"What... what are you?"
"Not what, who"
Lethal protector (patience thin)
I've grown attached (to your
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