Miami ft. Wop Valentino Lyrics

Yz

This shit just went crazy

Twenty twenty three might have me baby

I cannot sit and be pity or lazy

Uh I'm optimistic

Shooters ballistic

They did not fuck with the kid

Ya digg

Yz

This shit just went crazy

Twenty twenty three might have me baby

I cannot sit and be pity or lazy

Uh I'm optimistic

Shooters ballistic

They did not fuck with the kid

They did not fuck with the kid

Ya digg

They did not fuck with the kid

They probably got hate on my son

Like nah I don't think so

That nigga name is D-I-O-R

He's a hell of a Don

A hell of a king

A hell of a star

That's my lil nigga

Ya digg

I raised the bar for my people

I raised the bar for my legacy

I raised the bar for my leaches

Fuck all the leaches

Send em in pieces

Ya digg

Slept on the floor

Slept on the floor

I was on war

I got no lies

U ever cry?

I'm on my own

Zero below

Ice on my neck

Give me my check

On time

I'm blessed that I'm alive

You can die for your slime

But does he do the same to you?

Mi dici dove vai

Five am with my Nine

Yeah I'm fine ooohhh

These hoes tryna call me

But I don't want nobody

Except you

I wanna love you

If you wanna stay

Blame on you