Florida Boy (Clean) - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)/T-Pain/Kodak Black

Written by：William Leonard Roberts II/Dieuson Octave/Faheem Najm/Douglas Whitehead/Samuel Saint-Jean/Johnny Gill

Rick Ross：

It's hard as hell for a young Florida boy

Where we play football and sell d**e man

Gold rims and sticks 7 tré s no tops ya dig candy paints

Yo gold rims good d**e make a wonderful summer

Heard I was a genius when it come to the numbers

Do it for the young fathers still signing the lease

And all the hustlers who got something in common with me

If I got the keys then it's a car I'ma keep

When I line her up they say I remind 'em of Meech

Shootouts in Miami can't spend no time on the beach

Do or die get a plug I got a hundred ki

Brought her to Florida she fell in love with lobster

Then I bent the corner with a couple drops

Get your money let's reward ourselves

Life a test and every day we got so much to fail right

Told you the world was yours now you in a cell

Center of attention now you by yourself

Always did the shopping now you're on the shelf

Next time you see your daughter bet her heart'll melt shh

Pray for your n**gas if can't do nothing else they need it

Pray you see the bigger picture look at momma health yea

Wake up n**ga wake up

Let down the top n**ga that's your paystub

It's hard as hell for this Florida boy a Nolia boy

Home of young n**gas killing with no remorse with no remorse

Home of young n**gas killing with no remorse

T-Pain：

Yeah b**ch I'm a Florida boy

73s to them amgs now we rolling boys

And my momma raised me fla paid me

I beat all of them cases I'm on

B**ch I'm a Florida boy

Old school big a** rims sitting like Tonka toys

I got a Florida state of mind now I be on my grind now

Let my n**gas shine now they on

Rick Ross：

I could've been a student my mind was polluted

Project unit n**ga I could smell all the raw sewage

Told myself time to go do this

Sidelines can't be switching up like I'm ray Lewis

For the young n**gas watching I'm rocking my jewelry

Turn it into franchises as you maturing

Jonny dang seen a lot of chains

Substituted for them days I miss my father's face

Wake up n**ga wake up

All these politicians need they face cut

Beefing with n**gas you went to school with

Easter Sunday at church prayed in the pulpit

I'm rocking rollies with homies I made some moves with

I'm buying homes for the woadies we toted tools with

Quit acting funny get money and f**k some new chicks

Or get buried with n**gas you broke the rules with

T-Pain：

Yeah b** ch I'm a Florida boy

73s to them amgs now we rolling boys

And my mama raised me fla paid me

I beat all of them cases I'm on

B**ch I'm a Florida boy

Old school big a** rims sitting like Tonka toys

I got a Florida state of mind now I be on my grind now

Let my n**gas shine now they on

I ain't gotta hate no n**ga I just keep on winning

Call me a Florida boy

My b**ch'll pull up in the Chevy you can't keep up with her

Call me a Florida boy

You ain't gone hit me for no lick b**ch I keep it on me

Call me a Florida boy

Top down by myself but I'm never lonely

Call me a Florida boy

Kodak Black：

See I ain't really finna have remorse for ya

This ain't a maybach but my Audi A8 seats go way back

They go way back

Studders on the cutlass

I'm a golden n**ga what

Living like the OG slime peanut butter

N**ga gotta eat I'm talking to the last supper

I'm Jordan in this motherf**ker putting mad numbers up

Project baby street life when I'm a customer

Yeah that's what I'm accustomed to

Boy a young bull come charging when he running you

We ain't over there in public houses like we growing too

But it's still a struggle so you can't get too comfortable

Cause n**gas see that money coming and they try to come for you

But they don't know that this famous sh*t mean nothing to you

Still keep a gun or two and I still dump at you

Crawl' fore I walk started running then I f**king flew

Living like the Huxtables but still eating Lunchables

Yeah and we ain't even leave the porch

We do this sh*t for Florida I was rich before touring

Thor standing on my ten got it out the floor

Been jumped off the porch

Since 14 I had a lawyer

Hit a lick in a stolen car with no headlights

I'll stop at the wing stop but not the red light

I killed the whole DMV no star sh*t

Got it off credit cards sh*t yeah larceny

It was back in 2015 me and baby linked

But I'm just a type of young n**ga listen 'fore I speak

I'd be flaw to say wayne ain't influence me

I don't play both sides n**ga I keep it too G

I apply rules and sh*t like the rules to the skreet

Whacking n**gas and jacking n**gas for h**s snatching jewelry

I'm a Haitian boy I'm draped up in Cuban link

Haitian but I'm draped up in Cuban link

I swear we ain't even need the hook

They gave my dawg a long sentence he can't even read a book

Sniper gang music 2 yeah sniper gang music 2

The whole Tri county

I love the Tri county but I hate everybody