900 Biscayne Bay
It's about six pm in Miami, my city where it all started
Shout out to all the ones that inspired me, shout out to myself for believing in me
But I guess it's my time now, and I'm never going to stop
I hit rewind on the time, I'll be back by the weekend
I shoot the shot no defense
All the banks coming frequent, ain't no time for regret
I'm still pumping my chest, but I keep my love locked down
Ain't no second place crown
Got your city going up yeah, that's my place now
Shout out to Tupac, because I be getting around
If you still calling them shots, then you better lay down
If you try to cross my name, I'll cross your whole play out
Got love for this rap game, and I'll be stretching it out
Got my momma all worried, she be stressed all out
But I told her never worry, I got it all figured out
And if I ever doubt myself, just put my name in the grave
But God gave me a chance, and I made my own wave
Got a egotistic shawty, she be all misbehaved
And all my time is money, so yeah fuck a delay
And I'm looking at the views, yeah I'm always amazed
And my mind stay focused, writers block is maintained
All that shade throwing, you better throw it away
Good morning, and fuck you, it's a brand new day
The sun's shines In my face, driving down Biscayne
And my life is so good, I will never replace
Just hit the same line, and I'll be stuck In replay
You can have a taste, but you can't stay at my place
And if you hit my phone line, I'll send you back your own way
Let's get it
If I ever come back, I'ma cover the tracks
And still keep it intact, and roll over the facts
The story's all for the talks, and a couple of walks
Just going back and forth, a couple days in the south
And some brand new floors, getting ready for war
All black, no thorns, and all real, no clones
And all stacks, no loans, no wiretaps with the phones
And we ready to go, just hit the line and we gone
Just look what we found
It's a brand new sound
And a couple new rounds, In the same old grounds
Three and five the hometown
Driving down on eight thirty six, the boys with the bricks, and the cuban links
And we staying all rich, for like twenty five trips
And about hundred flips
These the Miami boys, drop top with the toys
Rick ross with the voice
What's the plan with no choice
With all plans to destroy
No space for decoys, and no sleep for some noise
Just take a seat In the air
Goodbye and take care
Life will never be fair
Just pray and prepare
She asked me what to wear
I told her a tight red dress
Will we ever confess
Just say less for the stress
More nights of success, and more days of rest
With drinks to depress
With thoughts so compress
I played the lotto one time
And put my luck to the test, I'm gone
Shout out to all the ones that inspired me, shout out to myself for believing in me
But I guess it's my time now, and I'm never going to stop
I hit rewind on the time, I'll be back by the weekend
I shoot the shot no defense
All the banks coming frequent, ain't no time for regret
I'm still pumping my chest, but I keep my love locked down
Ain't no second place crown
Got your city going up yeah, that's my place now
Shout out to Tupac, because I be getting around
If you still calling them shots, then you better lay down
If you try to cross my name, I'll cross your whole play out
Got love for this rap game, and I'll be stretching it out
Got my momma all worried, she be stressed all out
But I told her never worry, I got it all figured out
And if I ever doubt myself, just put my name in the grave
But God gave me a chance, and I made my own wave
Got a egotistic shawty, she be all misbehaved
And all my time is money, so yeah fuck a delay
And I'm looking at the views, yeah I'm always amazed
And my mind stay focused, writers block is maintained
All that shade throwing, you better throw it away
Good morning, and fuck you, it's a brand new day
The sun's shines In my face, driving down Biscayne
And my life is so good, I will never replace
Just hit the same line, and I'll be stuck In replay
You can have a taste, but you can't stay at my place
And if you hit my phone line, I'll send you back your own way
Let's get it
If I ever come back, I'ma cover the tracks
And still keep it intact, and roll over the facts
The story's all for the talks, and a couple of walks
Just going back and forth, a couple days in the south
And some brand new floors, getting ready for war
All black, no thorns, and all real, no clones
And all stacks, no loans, no wiretaps with the phones
And we ready to go, just hit the line and we gone
Just look what we found
It's a brand new sound
And a couple new rounds, In the same old grounds
Three and five the hometown
Driving down on eight thirty six, the boys with the bricks, and the cuban links
And we staying all rich, for like twenty five trips
And about hundred flips
These the Miami boys, drop top with the toys
Rick ross with the voice
What's the plan with no choice
With all plans to destroy
No space for decoys, and no sleep for some noise
Just take a seat In the air
Goodbye and take care
Life will never be fair
Just pray and prepare
She asked me what to wear
I told her a tight red dress
Will we ever confess
Just say less for the stress
More nights of success, and more days of rest
With drinks to depress
With thoughts so compress
I played the lotto one time
And put my luck to the test, I'm gone
Credits
Writer(s): Roberto Palma
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