| O town we be cray
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| MIA be cray
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| Duval y’all be cray
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| Tampa yall be crazy man
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| Pull up on em we sliding, heavy chev we riding
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| No rims on it, 5.0 profiling, said we
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| Pull up on in silence, u can see my milage
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| Ain’t neva guna quit, see me coming young lion
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| No one thought that we could do it, y’all ask the science
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| Ain’t nuttin' but drive and whole lotta grind, my God’s the giant
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| Never think u don’t need guidance, y’all ain’t the pilot
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| Go ahead sit back, in about 2 hours, we’ll hit my island
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| Keep on ridin, 95 goin south
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| Homie we be vibin, with one gold up in my mouth
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| Woodie always grindin, bringing hope when there’s a drought
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| Love is timeless, and it murders all my doubt
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| Cause i know that i’m here for a mission and a purpose
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| Can’t waste no time, so i keep workin
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| The pursuit of happiness got me striving to keep learnin
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| Passion in my heart yea thats why i keep it burning
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| Livin like we loco and we know it
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| Always on a mission we can’t slow up
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| Knock me down but one day ima go up
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| Never stop til florida has some snow man |