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MiAMi

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MiAMi

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Yeah, uh

From nothin' to somethin'

Yo, Tory

That boy Cassius

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]

Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (Understand me)

Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (To Miami)

I done hit 100 licks in the Camry

Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (Understand me)

Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (Understand me)

Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (To Miami)

I done made a lot of moves in the Camry

You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to

Miami, Miami, Miami

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]

Yeah, I done came up from nothin' (Yeah)

Somethin' made off of nothin' (Yeah)

Couple rings I was hustlin'

Through the rain and the storm (Yeah)

Through the hunger and the jungle

I'ma slide on a nigga

A hundred grand on a nigga

I never ran from a nigga

I may have hit a couple Zoes

I may have hit a couple credit card fraud scams on a nigga

But I land on a nigga

There wasn't a chance for niggas (No)

I bought in the bands for niggas, yeah

In the court, I been missin' court, yeah (Court, yeah)

Got a warrant so I put that shit in sport, yeah (Sport, yeah)

I lost so many of my niggas on the off-street (Off-street)

I can't believe some of my niggas double-crossed me

Shit is hard and I'm broken, but I cope

I fit a 35 in the backwood when I smoke

And niggas askin' why I smoke so many blunts, huh?

Because these backwoods and these blunts are full of numb, huh

And all this Actavis and drank, it make me numb, huh

The only time when I feel at peace is when I'm dumb high

I keep the flashy Jesus pieces when I stunt now

I keep a quarter-million pieces when I stunt now

Them dumb ass teachers and police said I'd be nothin', huh?

I ducked the Priest and chased my dreams and now his son's hot

That Wraith ain't rented, when I pull up man it's sun hot

I'm movin' geetchie with bitches, they be out buggin' now

Talkin' with opinions, all they got is opinions

I'm back and forth in millions, all y'all pussy niggas my minions

I spend days in Givenchy, Mama told me I would get it

I kept a .30 on me long and it had the extension

These niggas did me dirty, no I can't speak on friendship

I can't speak on this tension, spent most the year suspended

Bitch, I came from the bottom, finna head to the tippy

One thing a nigga noticed, I gotta get it, that's why it's a

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]

Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (Understand me)

Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (To Miami)

I done hit 100 licks in the Camry

Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (Understand me)

Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (Understand me)

Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (To Miami)

I done made a lot of moves in the Cam'

You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to

Miami, Miami, Miami

[Verse 2: Gunna]

Oh, I done made myself a livin'

I been dodgin' the sentence

I asked God for forgiveness

Then I put rose gold on the tennis

I told 'em put a hold on the hearing

It's a 58 on the engine

Feel like I'm in a race for these millions

Put it in the safe for the business

Walk with a hundred K in the denim

I know why he got hate in his feelings

These niggas want the wave I invented

I'm gonna cop a Wraith and a Bentley

Dolce and Gabana, Gunna drippin'

Plus I'm getting this money independent

Top off in the summer 'cause we winnin'

Windows up and we breezy

VVS from Elliante and my pearls came from CC

Bal Harbour shopping spree anytime I'm in Miami

Hope to see my people face when I make it to the Grammys

Park the Yacht next to the dock and we hoppin' on a Jetski

Bought the racks for my Rollie watch, see me shinin' from the nosebleeds

Pour the syrup in my soda pop, I hope I never OD

They steal the drip when my pictures drop, they lookin' like the old me

And I bought a jacket, M.I.A, I'm with my dog

I painted a picture, you can frame it on a wall, yeah

I made her my bitch and painted the insides of her walls, yeah

Got a bank account and fill it with M's so we can ball

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]

Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (Understand me)

Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (To Miami)

I done hit 100 licks in the Camry

Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me (Understand me)

Lotta money talk, it's hard to understand me (Understand me)

Big bank, so I moved it to Miami (To Miami)

I done made a lot of moves in the Cam'

You know gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami

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