[Intro]
*Scarface Speaking*
[Verse 1: Locree]
Just tryna find that only spark that shine in the dark
I'm Care-full
So somehow I feel I'm gon' be harmed for another man's problems
Solemn living, ain't the way to keep what you've been given
You never use it so you lost it, it's costing
Black kings, so we need to be flossin'
Fuck what ya teacher said
Fuck what the preacher said
Stack bread so ya family can be fed
Them systems lockin'
Them jobs is clockin'
Them fiends is Knockin'
Them streets in glockin'
Stockin' favors, while that clock is tick tockin'
Ain't no time for paybacks
Greed is good, hide ya paychecks
They tryna keep us at the bottom
Who they gon' play next
Bump stress, Relief is in these girls
Get all in em like some playtex
It's patience, take my time with em, They my patience
My temptations
See how they get me off track, might slip
But never fall, we bounce back
We count stacks, invest, get our amounts back
Buying shit foreign, looking at the clerk like "How you pronounce that?!"
Don't need no metaphors
Just need some better whores
So the picture will stain in your brain
To show you there ain't no categories, for the
You can learn this from my repertoire
Better jars, that's gon' have us over looking on the reservoir
Grind hard, till we see the upper echelon
[Hook]
(Miami nights make me feel so right
Reflect on the world
Drink this liq, no ice
Cold life, roll dice
Risk takers, no vice
Long as the fam and the homies living right) x2
[Bridge]
(You can run but you can't hide, hide, no
Hide, hide, no) x2
You can run but you can't hide, hide
Through the pain we do strive
You can run but you can't hide, hide
[Verse 2: Donnie Benz]
Miami nights
I feel like Tubbs, Miami vice
Throw shade when It's sunny
Saving up most my money
You living with your mom, We arriving on flights
Miami nights
I feel like Tubbs, Miami Vice
Told you I was different, Pimpin
Got your girl number, unsaved, couple days suppose to chill
Ain't hit her back, When the time is right
Maybe she does it too
At night, creep with a nigga on the low, Smooth Criminal
Think I'm getting lost, Streets don't love you back
My friend is now a stranger looking past
Just somebody that I used to know, never thought, truely
What we paint of ourselves
Miss the true colors, fill them in
Trapped in my mind, won't let them in, really me
Far removed from myself, never feel a thing
For a little fling
Bounce to miami, taking a road trip
Bring a ounce, some 40s, that fire
Take a ride with me
Won't be long let's escape
Keep you safe, if you wait, I'll be back
And if not it's in the air
Down for whatever, Camera man here, there
Two girls kissing, look in the mirror
Hello, Man of the year, yeah
Happening right in front of my eyes
Some people drift away, some things come alive
You a cigarillo, I'ma lighter, get smoked
Hop in the rental, we outta town
Miami nights, I feel like Tubbs
Miami Vice
