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Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami

I didn't wana leave
I thought this would be my home I thought I would be the king
Didn't think that i could come back if it was in defeat
I might have to break a couple rules I might have to cheat
Yea
Yea yea

I'm so official that theres no official
Social media don't know my issue
If i love you I will hold and kiss you
But if it's fuck you I won't fucking miss you
You feel me
Up early making plans for the circle
Purple clouds in the purple clouds from the purple
Never slowed down I'm a Pronoun with the verbals
Went to So Cal once with no pals just for herbals
Tryin'a
Tryin'a come up
Bitch I'm tryin'a come up
Fuck a sun up I want it before the sun up
I need that money thats hard to measure
With some palm trees and some beautiful architecture
Bitch I'm in a

Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami

I didn't wana leave
I thought this would be my home I thought I would be the king
Didn't think that i could come back if it was in defeat
I might have to break a couple rules I might have to cheat
Yea
Yea yea

Bitch I'm in the air
Bout to give a groupie hoe the D
On the way to shoot a movie overseas
Your shit is sub par
Your shit is Ricky Rubio from three
But my flow is on bring the fuckin' studio to me
Yea yea
Got my flip on
Then got my drip on
I'm drippin
I don't trip on
O fuckin' pinions
I'm winnin
Once I grip on these foreign pinions I'm dippin
Bitch I been on
Phenom
Venom I'm kickin
Chris called so I shot to the city
Cant say that I'm not representin'
I just need that mother fuckin' money that's hard to measure
With some palm trees and some beautiful architecture
Bitch I'm in a

Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami
Bo Jackson 16 Collins Avenue in Miami

I didn't wana leave
I thought this would be my home I thought I would be the king
Didn't think that i could come back if it was in defeat
I might have to break a couple rules I might have to cheat
Yea
Yea yea



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Writer(s): Christopher Reynolds
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