6AM in Miami
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So it begins The days they try to test you the most show me my ends I raise a glass, i make the toast I be making that toast, yeah Cause y'all be under water tryna preach it to the city that y'all still be afloat That y'all still making noise Y'all keep the decibels low We can talk about your numbers Let the decimals show We can talk about your records You aint selling them, no You pushing re-rock for the homie You aint selling them snow They gotta check me for my hundreds far as temperatures go And I got the newest groove as far a emperors go My career is like a blue print as far as templates go I need, less talk and more buzzing I need shorty not to say word and just to f*ck me More time and less lunches Less appearances that force me to share my life to the public This life is fucking disgusting But the pussy is perfect So imma ask you one time if you think you worth it Cause you well deserve it You meet her and speak even better in person Now she getting nervous They try to coach you on the game you invented They aspiring to equal the credits, even the edges Question even move they don't believe in the efforts They hear my side of the story and try to take out the lessons But now they talk about us instead It got me thinking about vengeance They surprised I'm still around I just left the studio with Salty boy and Haus And its a fucking party every time I come in town All I need is a couple bad bitches shutting down Y'all just sit the f*ck down and try to listen when I speak I just played a sport and get a sponsor for my cleats I couldn't hit New York, we got Atlanta in two weeks Y'all been busy knocking doors, but I've been busy knocking teeth Yeah They surprised I'm still alive I showed up at my funeral with flowers and a tie I even had a couple plates of pasta with my mom She told me how she been praying to God to prove her wrong But who could count the wrongs when the blessings looking right I told her that I finally found my purpose in life And I can finally buy her a home, but if the furniture right And I can finally settle down and she could nurture me right Cause that's just in my nature The doors are open, I close em Yeah Save em for later I show these boys a glimpse, now they hate us They always come to me for a favor, when can you help us I saw it coming I saw the changes Hallelujah, lord save em Now you the one who show up with the briefcases To beat cases You follow up on that at need to speak basis And she ain't need to speak, these bitches always thinking crazy Yeah They interfere with my investments And entangled with connections I show up at the venue bitches all up in my section They like "Faso the boy, he the man and a legend" Yeah They surprised I'm still around I just left my grave and set a bottle on the ground On The Run so you know I get around A young king so we gotta wear the crown Faso baby, what's up Yeah, its my fucking year
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Written by: Gianni Fasoline
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