Florida’s Finest

Yuh, you rappers never left the cul-de-sac
 I'm ready to drop a hundred thousand where the hold 'em at
 Mama said I got a problem, yeah, I noticed that
 But I just wanna watch it burn, just so I can earn it back
 'Cause I'm gettin' bored as fuck, lookin' at the furnace
 Lookin' for a come-up as I'm searchin' for a purpose
 Don't depict me as a man who's picture-perfect
 Just so you can feel less worthless, yuh
 Fuck you music? Go blow your brains out to it
 Florida's finest, you'll find us inside that broke down hoopty
 You want that fuck you music? Go blow your brains out to it
 Florida's finest, you'll find us inside that broke down hoopty
 Yuh, ayy
 I always wanted a Hellcat, then I realized it wasn't enough
 I always keep to myself, not goin' to open up
 But when it comes to the bread,
 You know Baby Bone never be holdin' his tongue
 I gotta go get it, lil' baby, I'm never goin' back to bein' a bum
 Run, run when the cops come, toss yo' gun but collect yo' funds
 Run, run, chasin' the sun
 'Cause when it go down, I'ma kill someone, yuh, yuh
 I cannot trust a soul with bullet holes engraved in my back, back
 Back in that 'Lac with a bitch sittin' upon my lap
 Fuck you music? Go blow your brains out to it
 Florida's finest, you'll find us inside that broke down hoopty
 You want that fuck you music? Go blow your brains out to it
 Florida's finest, you'll find us inside that broke down hoopty
 Yuh, I told her, "Wake up, lil' bitch, I'm on a meal run"
 These niggas rap like it but they ain't ever drill none
 I think I lost too many homies, I don't feel none
 So when I bring that stick out, I bet that bitch will feel some
 These niggas thinkin' they tough
 If I fuck, I don't buck, I'ma bust it
 In the back of the bluff with them hollows'll bust at your muffet
 No bangers we trust, I ain't servin' 'em up, I don't trust it
 The heat on my side, and no, we don't shoot at the sky, bitch