Florida State of Mind

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See down in Tampa you gotta think one twice a ways
Niggas gotta come up on you at once twice a day
Every night we pray
Every night we play Nintendo DS
When niggas wouldn't BS on that shit
Cause we'd steal niggas in they feelings
Niggas was young in middle magnet
And tryna kill em
How the fuck we got Glocks and we just 13
Why the fuck we working the block
Our inner workings should be our mindset
And our mathematics
We using the math to shoot dice
And these niggas is after that price
So if you lay the cash down
You gave to get it right
So if you don't know
That fifth or deuce
And you just had to flip a mic
Get that double deuce eye
Snake eyes, don't ride
Or don't snitch nigga
Don't be a bitch nigga
Cause we'll come through and just hit niggas
Which nigga?
They all straight and switched
Last year it was badder
It was better
We's just tryna get that blunt fatter
And now they wanna get us up in that batter
And we just swinging
And now they wanna know what we was dreaming
We ain't Martin Luther King'ing
We just making Martin Luther Kingdoms
We'll never lose it
We'll never lose the sanctum
The inner sanctity of our people
That's what I been thinking bout
The day that I was thinking not
Of wigging out
On some white nigga
Who was tryna put his dawg on my clique
And I had to pitch em switching out
I was telling these niggas we'll pick a different route
Why all the whipping now
Now every day the cops is whipping bout
We just tryna see what all this shit about
It's all heated
And niggas is snitching on niggas for no reason
So discreetly
This the - inner workings of a nigga in Tampa tryna make a come up
And these niggas just run up
And ain't never done much
They just gotta bid
They just got caught and
Now they have to run this shit to the cops
Now they fibbing now they telling me alot
And telling me just not to say it
Why they playin' why they praying
Why they preying on my downfall

Issa Florida state of mind (repeat)

I had to break em
I had to tell em why I was in this basement
Or in this Hunger, or in this feeling of why I'm round
And I can't slumber
And why I just keep grinding
And why I always make a number
It's just how I been feelin'
And how I been killing
And how I been raised
And how I been appraised
And how they been telling me
That been praying for me
Waiting on em to land on me
Cause we'll land on em first
Land on them works
I mean, I been in this plan to make a man of em first
Hand over fist
Man don't give shit
Man on his wrist
Man on his ass
He'll take a piss
They'll take a shit
They'll take ya top
They'll take a tylenol
That'll make em pissed
They'll never switch
They'll always bitch
They'll never get it
They was always tryna see if the glove was fittin'
I was in that lane tryna tell em that it wasn't in it
But I'm the one, I was older I was showed
And I was show nuff told
When I was growed up, and how I blowed
That my feelings ain't gone never make em right
How my time and pain ain't gone make a fight
And all this wrong ain't make it right
So whatever I did
I just had to make an appeal
Make em appeal
Yeah they ain't give no due process to new niggas
True nigga but I was on that ruthless
Get up in the booth this shit and spoot it
I mean spill, I mean who dem
Who was recording I made spoof this shit
It ain't no joke but we'll laugh at it
To the bank nigga
Which one think nigga
And it's all sad cause somebody had to end up less
Think nigga
This is just for the come up
This is cause niggas ain't never run up
Ain't never done much
And I'm freestyling so that's all I have to say