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make dollars not sense (mdns) - welcome to miami lyrics

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i’m on my miami type vibe right now man
it’s rough out here
dem streets have no remorse for your life
yeah

welcome to miami, this is what i stand for
this is what i rep, from the bay to the shore/
i might not be from here, but don’t you ever forget
that this is my city, this is what i rep/

check the scoreboard, check the shock clock
come at me, you only got one shot/
if i was you, i wouldn’t waste a single bar
compare us, do you really know who you are?/

i’m a play maker, a soul taker, a lawbreaker, and a fake shaker
i get bread but i ain’t a baker
sometimes wish i could just retire with a few acres

i’m clean with the shot, eleanna christinaki
addicted to athletes, she could call me papi/
drop bombs on rappers head, nagasaki
can’t spit like me, all you fakes just copies/

how can you tell me the skies the limit, when there is steps on the moon
im going off, im not stopping, probably drop another tape in june/
most just mad because my job allows me to sleep in until noon
if you don’t get it by now, don’t worry, you’ll get it soon/

if you hit the king, you better k!ll the king
belt used to be a shoe string, i couldn’t afford a single thing
now i’m taking trips out to beijing and my play thing purse cost more than your girls, engagement ring
oh does that sting? oh does that sting?

i might deviate, from this race
i just need some space, cup filled with ace
brains a database, that out pace
every single rapper at the showcase

lyrically, i could murder everyone
let this venomous tongue, be my gun
when i drop a track, all these rappers run
jewels, shining brighter than the sun

angry you getting outpaced and overrun
paramedics tagging bodies while i’m having fun
and every single bar, it weight a ton

from g5ive to vlive, every night we working
waiting for the check to clear, so we can make a purchase/
dropping tracks back to back, like this shit was urgent
when i’m quite with my moves, i make you pussies nervous/

all the college b-tches i done smashed, i should have a degree
at best this time next year, xxl magazine nominee
or fader, the source, vibe or complex
i’m just tryin get the checkup, or at least some respect

b-tches always late but they always comes first
talking about “baby can you put on my name in a verse”
nah girl, i don’t give anyone special favors
if you looking for a come up off me, i see you later

i remember when no one will give me a chance
now everyone fuck with me, because i got the bands
yeah girl, i got the bands, you know i’m running the street
working so much i just put double ot on the time sheet

- make dollars not sense mdns lyrics

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