(Aye K3 this too crazy)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
TJ2Offixial, nigga
(Yea, yea)
I'm all alone at 3AM in Miami
It's been a long time, wish you were here, I miss my granny
And I ain't never lacking, I keep this Glock inside my fanny
Niggas might go sit up on that bench because I know that they can't stand me
And baby girl I really miss you
D'sean picture on the wall like, bro I can't forget you
Drop these purple tears because I'm wishing I was with you
Blame it on the world might go and buy a couple missiles
And I been walking this long road
Just tryna make it home
And I know this world cold, can't wait to have them diamonds on
And they say murder what she wrote but its the man that get the job done
Momma say go get up off your ass and get a job son
Bro hop out shoot cheese right at the rats and watch em all run
Stich a smile right on his face cus I remember it was all fun
You see them boys was playing games and I ain't talking Johnny Dang
I got some niggas in them chains and got some niggas on them planes
And they ain't never coming home now
Momma steady hurting cus she miss her first born child
But I remember he running round that city getting wild
Hurt lil bro died like why you wanna be down
Real city baby
Yea they bity baby
Tre oh five tote glizzy baby
Don't know why these niggas hate me
Tryna love me you must be crazy
Cus I'm a real city baby
Yea you know we tote glizzies baby
I don't know why these niggas hate me
You tryna love me, girl you must be crazy
I'm all alone at 3AM in Miami
It's been a long time, wish you were here, I miss my granny
And I ain't never lacking, I keep this Glock inside my fanny
Niggas might go sit up on that bench because I know that they can't stand me
And baby girl I really miss you
D'sean picture on the wall like, bro I can't forget you
Drop these purple tears because I'm wishing I was with you
Blame it on the world might go and buy a couple missiles
And I been walking this long road
Just tryna make it home
And I know this world cold, can't wait to have them diamonds on
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English
(Aye K3 this too crazy)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
TJ2Offixial, nigga
(Yea, yea)
I'm all alone at 3AM in Miami
It's been a long time, wish you were here, I miss my granny
And I ain't never lacking, I keep this Glock inside my fanny
Niggas might go sit up on that bench because I know that they can't stand me
And baby girl I really miss you
D'sean picture on the wall like, bro I can't forget you
Drop these purple tears because I'm wishing I was with you
Blame it on the world might go and buy a couple missiles
And I been walking this long road
Just tryna make it home
And I know this world cold, can't wait to have them diamonds on
And they say murder what she wrote but its the man that get the job done
Momma say go get up off your ass and get a job son
Bro hop out shoot cheese right at the rats and watch em all run
Stich a smile right on his face cus I remember it was all fun
You see them boys was playing games and I ain't talking Johnny Dang
I got some niggas in them chains and got some niggas on them planes
And they ain't never coming home now
Momma steady hurting cus she miss her first born child
But I remember he running round that city getting wild
Hurt lil bro died like why you wanna be down
Real city baby
Yea they bity baby
Tre oh five tote glizzy baby
Don't know why these niggas hate me
Tryna love me you must be crazy
Cus I'm a real city baby
Yea you know we tote glizzies baby
I don't know why these niggas hate me
You tryna love me, girl you must be crazy
I'm all alone at 3AM in Miami
It's been a long time, wish you were here, I miss my granny
And I ain't never lacking, I keep this Glock inside my fanny
Niggas might go sit up on that bench because I know that they can't stand me
And baby girl I really miss you
D'sean picture on the wall like, bro I can't forget you
Drop these purple tears because I'm wishing I was with you
Blame it on the world might go and buy a couple missiles
And I been walking this long road
Just tryna make it home
And I know this world cold, can't wait to have them diamonds on
Yea, yea, yea, yea
TJ2Offixial, nigga
(Yea, yea)
I'm all alone at 3AM in Miami
It's been a long time, wish you were here, I miss my granny
And I ain't never lacking, I keep this Glock inside my fanny
Niggas might go sit up on that bench because I know that they can't stand me
And baby girl I really miss you
D'sean picture on the wall like, bro I can't forget you
Drop these purple tears because I'm wishing I was with you
Blame it on the world might go and buy a couple missiles
And I been walking this long road
Just tryna make it home
And I know this world cold, can't wait to have them diamonds on
And they say murder what she wrote but its the man that get the job done
Momma say go get up off your ass and get a job son
Bro hop out shoot cheese right at the rats and watch em all run
Stich a smile right on his face cus I remember it was all fun
You see them boys was playing games and I ain't talking Johnny Dang
I got some niggas in them chains and got some niggas on them planes
And they ain't never coming home now
Momma steady hurting cus she miss her first born child
But I remember he running round that city getting wild
Hurt lil bro died like why you wanna be down
Real city baby
Yea they bity baby
Tre oh five tote glizzy baby
Don't know why these niggas hate me
Tryna love me you must be crazy
Cus I'm a real city baby
Yea you know we tote glizzies baby
I don't know why these niggas hate me
You tryna love me, girl you must be crazy
I'm all alone at 3AM in Miami
It's been a long time, wish you were here, I miss my granny
And I ain't never lacking, I keep this Glock inside my fanny
Niggas might go sit up on that bench because I know that they can't stand me
And baby girl I really miss you
D'sean picture on the wall like, bro I can't forget you
Drop these purple tears because I'm wishing I was with you
Blame it on the world might go and buy a couple missiles
And I been walking this long road
Just tryna make it home
And I know this world cold, can't wait to have them diamonds on
Writer: Terell Torrence
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