Miami Quarantining
Jim Jones, Philthy Rich
Quaranteene got niggas in det
Seem like the more they was stuntin
The bigger the det watch niggas get wet
We made sure every bullit out
This trigger done left
They said his block gone missing
We'll free that block up
And turn that shit to a mess
I said pay for the pain
I started getting depressed
Feeling like I got a cold
Get this shit off my chest
Cutting up the work while that shit was still
Say a prayer for every that I
I'm not a game to be played
The shit can go left real rap
So we don't give a fuck if you write
We started busting on site
Bought a new spent a Bentley truck on the ice
I watched Philthy lose 30
000 bucks on a dice
But he got it back the same evening
Cook all the chickens with
The exact same seasoning
Boy listen, that's a lil bit different than
I be rapping on this mic
But I was dippin on the
Drove my Farari so long, the battery died
Had to charge it in the garage
Just to take a Saturday drive
Imatation is the only reason
We let flattery slide
Take you on this fucking gravity ride
Quaranteene got niggas in det
Seem like the more they was stuntin
The bigger the det watch niggas get wet
We made sure every bullit out
This trigger done left
They said his block gone missing
We'll free that block up
And turn that shit to a mess
I said pay for the pain
I started getting depressed
Feeling like I got a cold
Get this shit off my chest
Tell blood stop sneak dissing
I don't need the promotion
Quarenteening in Miami ocean
I done gave away more jewelry
Than you niggas done had
Made sure all my niggas eating
I don't look at the tab
I ain't pulling to no show
I'd rather see niggas in person
I just knew one day I'd
Run into niggas for cirtain
These bitches unfaithful
And these niggas ungreatful
Bout this east Oakland shit
Bitch Philthy been a staple
You only get one chance to
Give a first empression
Take the good with the bad
But make sure you learn your lesson
You ever pay taxes, nigga on the pay off
Till them taxes payed off
I be with Crips counting blue
Pulled up with the two
I keep thinking bout that
2020 Astin Martin truck
Looking like I passed them up it's Philthy!
Quaranteene got niggas in det
Seem like the more they was stuntin
The bigger the det watch niggas get wet
We made sure every bullit out
This trigger done left
They said his block gone missing
We'll free that block up
And turn that shit to a mess
I said pay for the pain
I started getting depressed
Feeling like I got a cold
Get this shit off my chest
Written by: PHILLIP ANTHONY BEASLEY, PHILLIP BEASLEY, UNKNOWN WRITERLyrics © Songtrust AveLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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