TRIP TO MIAMI
• Written by IamClk
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Lyrics:
Took a lil trip to Miami
Lost my new gun but I got a new blammy
I was on the block sellin candy
Reppin’ red and yellow like I’m playin fa Miami
Tryna dodge all the pigs, all the looters, all the shooters
If we see ‘em we gon’ boom ‘em, we gon’ do ‘em
Eat some noodles, eat some prison food do some time fa the homies
Ion mind doin time at least I got it on me
Put in hard work do sum push-ups, get some muscle
Next mafucka who’s gon talk can get a muzzle
Bouncin up and down punchin bags premeditatin’
Thinkin real hard when’s the next time imma ever face ‘em
Here I go again, in my thoughts gettin heavy
Just like Eminem, got my palms gettin sweaty
Got me really thinkin’ bout my future steps how I’m gonna take ‘em how I’m finally gonna get to take a breathe
How am I gon feel relaxed, how am I gon feel next
How am I gon get motivated in the projects
Maybe I should look at another rapper’s success
Maybe I should fall in line, maybe I would know less
All these possibilities, yeah, which one do I chase
Not gon get caught in one of these industry games
You not gonna catch me, I’m rich not basic
When you talk to me you better make sure you got bass in it
Better make sure you come up to me correctly
Ion wanna hear shit about you tryna check me
Ion tap wit no one’s clique directly
Imma send a front man to make sure he protect me
Never move dumb, move with a smart head
If you need security then go pay that bread
They just gonna hate cuz you not down wit ‘em
If you in a good position then you better not wit ‘em
Took a lil trip to Miami
Lost my new gun but I got a new blammy
I was on the block sellin candy
Reppin’ red and yellow like I’m playin fa Miami
Tryna dodge all the pigs, all the looters, all the shooters
If we see ‘em we gon’ boom ‘em, we gon’ do ‘em
Eat some noodles, eat some prison food do some time fa the homies
Ion mind doin time at least I got it on me
There I am, a white kid known in the district
Tryna make a name fa myself and I missed it
Tryna shoot a shot at the opps, but I misclicked
Runnin’ ‘round wit homies tryna rob another’s business
Yeah, we not no nice kids, straight from the trenches
But if you loyal to me, everything, I meant it
If you got me then I got you now
If you ever get down imma help you out
