Album Name

Florida Boy (Feat. T-Pain & Kodak Black)

Artist

Rick Ross

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2018.02.05

Release Agency

Sony Music

Florida Boy (Feat. T-Pain & Kodak Black) - Rick Ross
It's hard as hell
for a young Florida boy
Where we play football
and sell dope man
Gold rims and sticks 7-tres
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