Florida Boy

It's hard as hell for a young Florida boy
 Where we play football and sell dope, man
 Gold rims and sticks, 7-trés, no tops, ya dig, candy paints
 Yo, gold rims, good dope, make a wonderful summer
 Heard I was a genius, when it come to the numbers
 Do it for the young fathers, still signing the lease
 And all the hustlers who got somethin' in common with me
 If I got the keys, then it's a car I'ma keep
 When I line her up they say I remind 'em of Meech
 Shootouts in Miami, can't spend no time on the beach
 Do or die, get a plug, I got a hundred ki
 Brought her to Florida, she fell in love with lobster
 Then I bent the corner with a couple drops
 Get your money, let's reward ourselves
 Life a test and every day we got so much to fail (right)
 Told you the world was yours, now you in a cell
 Center of attention, now you by yourself
 Always did the shopping, now you're on the shelf
 Next time you see your daughter, bet her heart'll melt (shh)
 Pray for your niggas, if can't do nothin' else (they need it)
 Pray you see the bigger picture, look at momma health (yea)
 Wake up, nigga, wake up
 Let down the top, nigga that's your paystub
 It's hard as hell for this Florida boy (A Nolia boy)
 Home of young niggas killin' with no remorse, with no remorse
 Home of young niggas killin' with no remorse
 Yeah, bitch, I'm a Florida Boy
 73s to them AMGs, now we rollin', boys
 And my momma raised me, FLA paid me
 I beat all of them cases, I'm on
 Bitch, I'm a Florida boy
 Old school, big-ass rims, sittin' like Tonka Toys
 I got a Florida state of mind now, I be on my grind now
 Let my niggas shine now, they on
 I could've been a student, my mind was polluted
 Project unit nigga, I could smell all the raw sewage
 Told myself, "Time to go do this"
 Sidelines, can't be switching up like I'm Ray Lewis
 For the young niggas watching, I'm rocking my jewelry
 Turn it into franchises as you maturing
 Jonny Dang seen a lot of chains
 Substituted for them days I miss my father's face
 Wake up, nigga, wake up
 All these politicians need they face cut
 Beefing with niggas you went to school with
 Easter Sunday at church, prayed in the pulpit
 I'm rocking Rollies with homies I made some moves with
 I'm buying homes for the woadies we toted tools with
 Quit acting funny, get money, and fuck some new chicks
 Or get buried with niggas you broke the rules with
 Yeah, bitch, I'm a Florida Boy
 73s to them AMGs, now we rollin', boys
 And my mama raised me, FLA paid me
 I beat all of them cases, I'm on
 Bitch, I'm a Florida boy
 Old school, big-ass rims, sittin' like Tonka Toys
 I got a Florida state of mind now, I be on my grind now
 Let my niggas shine now, they on
 I ain't gotta hate no nigga, I just keep on winnin'
 (Call me a Florida boy)
 My bitch'll pull up in the Chevy, you can't keep up with her
 (Call me a Florida boy)
 You ain't gon' hit me for no lick, bitch I keep it on me
 (Call me a Florida boy)
 Top down by myself, but I'm never lonely
 (Call me a Florida boy)
 See I ain't really finna have remorse for ya
 This ain't a Maybach but my Audi A8 seats go way back
 They go way back
 Studders on the Cutlass
 I'm a golden nigga what
 Livin' like the OG slime peanut butter
 Nigga gotta eat I'm, talkin' to the Last Supper
 I'm Jordan in this motherfucker, puttin' mad numbers up
 Project baby street life when I'm a customer
 Yeah that's what I'm accustomed to
 Boy a young bull come charging when he running you
 We ain't over there in public houses like we growin' too
 But it's still a struggle so you can't get too comfortable
 'Cause niggas see that money coming and they try to come for you
 But they don't know that this famous shit mean nothin' to you
 Still keep a gun or two and I still dump at you
 Crawl 'fore I walk, started running then I fucking flew
 Livin' like The Huxtables, but still eatin' Lunchables
 Yeah, and we ain't even leave the porch
 We do this shit for Florida, I was rich before touring
 Thor, standing on my ten, got it out the floor
 Been jumped off the porch
 Since 14, I had a lawyer
 Hit a lick in a stolen car with no headlights
 I'll stop at the Wing Stop, but not the red light
 I killed the whole DMV, no star shit
 Got it off credit cards, shit, yeah, larceny
 It was back in 2015, me and Baby linked
 But I'm just a type of young nigga, listen 'fore I speak
 I'd be flaw to say Wayne ain't influence me
 I don't play both sides, nigga, I keep it too G
 I apply rules and shit like the rules to the skreet
 Whacking niggas and jacking niggas for hoes snatching jewelry
 I'm a Haitian boy, I'm draped up in Cuban link
 Haitian but I'm draped up in Cuban link
 I swear we ain't even need the hook
 They gave my dawg a long sentence, he can't even read a book
 Sniper Gang Music 2, yeah Sniper Gang Music 2
 The whole Tri county
 I love the Tri county, but I hate everybody
 
 It's hard as hell for a young Florida boy
 Where we play football and sell dope, man
 Gold rims and sticks, 7-trés, no tops, ya dig, candy paints
 Yo, gold rims, good dope, make a wonderful summer
 Heard I was a genius, when it come to the numbers
 Do it for the young fathers, still signing the lease
 And all the hustlers who got somethin' in common with me
 If I got the keys, then it's a car I'ma keep
 When I line her up they say I remind 'em of Meech
 Shootouts in Miami, can't spend no time on the beach
 Do or die, get a plug, I got a hundred ki
 Brought her to Florida, she fell in love with lobster
 Then I bent the corner with a couple drops
 Get your money, let's reward ourselves
 Life a test and every day we got so much to fail (right)
 Told you the world was yours, now you in a cell
 Center of attention, now you by yourself
 Always did the shopping, now you're on the shelf
 Next time you see your daughter, bet her heart'll melt (shh)
 Pray for your niggas, if can't do nothin' else (they need it)
 Pray you see the bigger picture, look at momma health (yea)
 Wake up, nigga, wake up
 Let down the top, nigga that's your paystub
 It's hard as hell for this Florida boy (A Nolia boy)
 Home of young niggas killin' with no remorse, with no remorse
 Home of young niggas killin' with no remorse
 Yeah, bitch, I'm a Florida Boy
 73s to them AMGs, now we rollin', boys
 And my momma raised me, FLA paid me
 I beat all of them cases, I'm on
 Bitch, I'm a Florida boy
 Old school, big-ass rims, sittin' like Tonka Toys
 I got a Florida state of mind now, I be on my grind now
 Let my niggas shine now, they on
 I could've been a student, my mind was polluted
 Project unit nigga, I could smell all the raw sewage
 Told myself, "Time to go do this"
 Sidelines, can't be switching up like I'm Ray Lewis
 For the young niggas watching, I'm rocking my jewelry
 Turn it into franchises as you maturing
 Jonny Dang seen a lot of chains
 Substituted for them days I miss my father's face
 Wake up, nigga, wake up
 All these politicians need they face cut
 Beefing with niggas you went to school with
 Easter Sunday at church, prayed in the pulpit
 I'm rocking Rollies with homies I made some moves with
 I'm buying homes for the woadies we toted tools with
 Quit acting funny, get money, and fuck some new chicks
 Or get buried with niggas you broke the rules with
 Yeah, bitch, I'm a Florida Boy
 73s to them AMGs, now we rollin', boys
 And my mama raised me, FLA paid me
 I beat all of them cases, I'm on
 Bitch, I'm a Florida boy
 Old school, big-ass rims, sittin' like Tonka Toys
 I got a Florida state of mind now, I be on my grind now
 Let my niggas shine now, they on
 I ain't gotta hate no nigga, I just keep on winnin'
 (Call me a Florida boy)
 My bitch'll pull up in the Chevy, you can't keep up with her
 (Call me a Florida boy)
 You ain't gon' hit me for no lick, bitch I keep it on me
 (Call me a Florida boy)
 Top down by myself, but I'm never lonely
 (Call me a Florida boy)
 See I ain't really finna have remorse for ya
 This ain't a Maybach but my Audi A8 seats go way back
 They go way back
 Studders on the Cutlass
 I'm a golden nigga what
 Livin' like the OG slime peanut butter
 Nigga gotta eat I'm, talkin' to the Last Supper
 I'm Jordan in this motherfucker, puttin' mad numbers up
 Project baby street life when I'm a customer
 Yeah that's what I'm accustomed to
 Boy a young bull come charging when he running you
 We ain't over there in public houses like we growin' too
 But it's still a struggle so you can't get too comfortable
 'Cause niggas see that money coming and they try to come for you
 But they don't know that this famous shit mean nothin' to you
 Still keep a gun or two and I still dump at you
 Crawl 'fore I walk, started running then I fucking flew
 Livin' like The Huxtables, but still eatin' Lunchables
 Yeah, and we ain't even leave the porch
 We do this shit for Florida, I was rich before touring
 Thor, standing on my ten, got it out the floor
 Been jumped off the porch
 Since 14, I had a lawyer
 Hit a lick in a stolen car with no headlights
 I'll stop at the Wing Stop, but not the red light
 I killed the whole DMV, no star shit
 Got it off credit cards, shit, yeah, larceny
 It was back in 2015, me and Baby linked
 But I'm just a type of young nigga, listen 'fore I speak
 I'd be flaw to say Wayne ain't influence me
 I don't play both sides, nigga, I keep it too G
 I apply rules and shit like the rules to the skreet
 Whacking niggas and jacking niggas for hoes snatching jewelry
 I'm a Haitian boy, I'm draped up in Cuban link
 Haitian but I'm draped up in Cuban link
 I swear we ain't even need the hook
 They gave my dawg a long sentence, he can't even read a book
 Sniper Gang Music 2, yeah Sniper Gang Music 2
 The whole Tri county
 I love the Tri county, but I hate everybody