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Florida's Finest (Explicit) - Pouya/Danny Towers
Lyrics by：Kevin Pouya/Mario Torres/Michele Scatamacchia/Christopher Rockwell
Composed by：Kevin Pouya/Mario Torres/Michele Scatamacchia/Christopher Rockwell
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 f**k 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
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 b***h sittin'
Upon my lap
Yuh I told her Wake up lil' b***h
I'm on a meal run
These n***as rap like it but they ain't
Ever drill none
I think I lost too many homies
I don't feel nothin'
So when I bring that stick out
I bet that b***h will feel some
These n***as thinkin' they tough if
I f**k 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 heater on my side
And no we don't shoot at the sky b***h
