Florida Lyrics

We was them youngins like

When we was in the trenches, It used to rain all the time

You feel me, we ain't never have no sunny days

We ain't have no days where stuff was really happening

In life you just got to keep going

I ain't see sunny days so I came down to Florida

All my youngins hotboiis like they comin straight outta Florida (Hot hot)

I'm catchin' vibes from Florida

Kodak down in Florida

Xeb down in Florida

You should come to Florida (Come to florida)

I ain't Kodak but I'm vibing on the beat (I'm vibin)

My flow so slippery I be slidin on the beach (I'm slidin)

God come and get me cause I'm fasting through the heat (I'm fastin)

It's a quarter for some feet, I told them boys I'll pay the fee (I'll pay the fee)

I ain't do 9 to 5 for 3 years I'm lit

Lil shawty keep asking me "How you make the money you get?"

I keep lil bro next to me, my youngin' is my jit

God keeps on blessing me, I ain't stressing bout no chick (Yea yea)

I'm still gone drop cause I'm hot, you should turn the fan on

In my city I get love, cause I keep these bands on

In my city I get love, cause I see the end zone

I get my woahs from the 6

I took my bros out the mix

I ain't see sunny days so I came down to Florida

All my youngins hotboiis like they comin straight outta Florida (Hot hot)

I'm catchin vibes from Florida

Kodak down in Florida

Xeb down in Florida

You should come to Florida (Come to Florida)

We some bread winnas, money come in rolls like the 6

We some head spinnas, brody never told what he did (Brody never told)

I was head sinna, God told me woah you should quit

To shake the hate, I was getting baked

I was getting fried cause of haters

They tried to hang me by tryna claim that I was paper weight

But I'm getting paper, I got family I don't never see

I ain't never been to the bay

Cops tried to hawk me down in the A

I got away, I did the race

I still regret taking L's to the face

I still regret the shawties I baed

They never loved me, not like they say

They never trusted me, not like they say

I tell em aye say less, I tell em aye say less

I tell em aye say less, I tell em aye say less

I tell em aye say less, I tell em...

Say less

You did the race cause the bread that you ain't pay back

Mom I'm on the road, I quit my job I get more pay checks

Dad ain't never know, bout my goals, but I chase that

Money I break I don't take back

You in my face cause I take jets

I grew up fast, I got raised on the Sev

When the shooting got real, I got right in the draft

I dream bout the field, every night that I slept

They ain't picture me ballin' back on the drags

You spending that time chasing a bag

Money I spend I don't make

All of them buses I took, I ain't never wan take

That's how it is, that's how it is (Yea yea)

We used to hop on them trolleys, even though we ain't have no money

Yea we still got training days, it don't stop, not even on Sunday

Pop tryna talk, I ain't care he gone preach, It don't mean none

The streets still hot, they servin' that pot, they gone bake in the mornin'

Yea yea

I ain't see sunny days so I came down to Florida

All my youngins hotboiis like they comin straight outta Florida (hot hot)

I'm catchin vibes from Florida

Kodak down in Florida

Xeb down in Florida

You should come to Florida (Come to Florida)

We used to hop on them trolleys, even though we ain't have no money

Yea we still got training days, it don't stop, not even on Sunday

Pop tryna talk, I ain't care he gone preach, It don't mean none

The streets still hot, they servin' that pot, they gone bake in the mornin'

Yea yea