Penelope Cruise Music

[Intro: DJ Luna]
I95
Dolphin express way
Biscayne Blvd
Collin's Ave
Turnpike
Alligator alley

[Verse 1: Sylvan LaCue]
Uh, fast food, bad moods
Broken women and dreams of grasping attention for rapping through trenches
My nigga P used to pick me up from the Broward station
I took the 18 bus, 45 mins
Met up in front of Miami Subs and cruised around plantation listening to Man On The Moon
Little brother would drink
If we can hit these blogs we on, nigga!
We can really make it off of making these songs, nigga!
The vision was strong
What's it like to be famous?
We fantasized as we sat in tune with these pictures they painted
We dropped a tape and changed the world and touched the people forever
We copied formulas and prayed we'd see the same or much better
But shit we come from South Florida
Nobody's checking, nigga unless you
Our maybachs were driven by ourselves
Twenty dollars on pump whatever, I ain't got enough to fill it
1 AM late at night hoping girls would come through and chill with a nigga and talk about all the shit a nigga don't wanna hear
Played a opposite for Cudi over Cudi
Solo dolo unless I'm rolling with Personal, Jeff or Murphy
Loopin my niggas since Ashton Kutcher had Brittany Murphy, R.I.P. Brittany Murphy
Wondering if I'm worthy
All my niggas confident
I'm questioning all my worries
Mark was coaching Nicks and Fresh
Then he came up with Curry
I was with Will and Juan
Scoping for love and mercy
Fuck I gotta do to get the same respect I see abroad
Follow the stars
I ventured off in search of
I used to bump in Search Of
Miss them the days but circles changes and money comes in surplus
What's supposed to be the best of days somehow became the worst of
No more pain, no more drama
Peace to Mary J. Blige
Somehow I made it alive
Such a blessing, I'm 27 sitting on 5 figures tryna get to 3
Wonder how they treat me at 7
How do I make it to 9 without losing my spine?
[?] flesh wounds
At 17, these were heroes we praised and gave our best to
Now I see my window open more than ever
Fuck if I don't rock and get it together
Wise, Wise, Wise, 'til I die, nigga
I don' seen success come and blown
Don't question me and how much I gained and not how I've grown
I've always shown my flaws, gave my best, reveal my scars
I'm not afraid to live my truths, nigga
I am my flaws

[Verse 2: Sylvan LaCue]
And I been on my grind, dawg
I know it's all in patience
Quit wasting your time, dawg
Show em the demonstration
Women on top
Penelope Cruise for the love of [?]
Weed crumbs on my laptop looking back like what needs embracing
Man I miss my dawgs, my family Bree and Queeta
Auntie Lybie

Ain't spoke to pops he out in Panama or Columbia
Don't know what's going but boy be strong, get your money up
If it's gotta be about division, let's talk percentages
Fuck all the beefing, dawg
We need to stick to our memberships
You ain't gotta blow your stacks tryna floss for your enemy
And start your 64 [?] for new energy
Now it's time to bridge the gaps we can't afford to not know what's real
Red or blue pill, the matrix I been praising since Soul For Real
Red or blue pill, the matrix I been praising since Soul For Real
Had to say it twice in case you motherfuckers ain't know it's real

[Bridge: Sylvan LaCue]
Shout out to erybody still dreaming
Erybody in the world
But mainly south Florida, all the Emcees, erybody still
Erybody still dreaming of that one time where they gon blow up
Erybody still grinding tryna get their shot
We all know we ain't got much out here in South Florida but you know when the night time comes it looks lavish enough for us to still dream, you feel me?
So keep dreaming, my nigga
Keep dreaming, my nigga
Shit gon' be alright

[Outro: DJ Luna]
Big ups to my man Prez P
We gon take this shit to North Miami
Where the riders be