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Florida Man - Gatlin
Lyrics by：Gatlin Thornton/Charlie Hugall/Miya Folick/Maxx Marshall
Composed by：Gatlin Thornton/Charlie Hugall/Miya Folick/Maxx Marshall
Produced by：Charlie Hugall
This California water's still holy on my tongue
My skin's a little thicker but we're frying in the same sun
We've got the world in common but you only see the walls of your house
I'm tryna show you stars but you're keeping your head down
Let's just call a spade a spade
Can it just be A OK
That my life
Don't look like
Yours
Three kids and a ring
Queen of the neighborhood
You're really living the dream
Maybe I would if I could
I'll always be home now I found who I am
I'm never going back to Florida
Man
I wanna make it big wanna kiss all kinds of people
But you keep tryna fit my phat ass through a needle
I'm only judging you for judging me on who I wanna love
I could visit for the summer but you won't let me bring my crush
Now I'm in a bluer state
Was over your prude parade
It's my life
It don't look like
Yours
Three kids and a ring
Queen of the neighborhood
You're really living the dream
Don't need your Savior I'm good
I'll always be home now I found who I am
I'm never going back to Florida
Man
A black sheep is still black even if you paint it white
Just because you gave me life
Don't mean you can regulate mine
I truly didn't mean to dirty up your picket fence
I went somewhere I won't offend
And I've never looked back again
