[Intro]
JV produced it
That lil' boy from Florida
That lil' boy from Florida
Havok on da beat bitch
[Verse 1]
That lil' boy from Florida, you know he in love with choppas
Adrienne can't keep him out of trouble, he don't love his papa
He keep that pistol, paranoid he just might stank his patna'
He don't got no trust for none of these bitches so he quick to drop 'em
They got him fucked up, now he trippin', won't stop 'till he pop 'em
He kick yo' door for dumb decisions, he knock out yo' knowledge
They say he should've been like Ariel and went to college
Amber strugglin', she got three lil' girls, his people facin' problems
He in that cell and now he thinkin', "Was it really worth it?"
The months is passin' and he agin', guess them shackles workin'
But he got a plans to run his future, seen his people hurtin'
He jump out, a nigga stop that movement, he might have to murk 'em
Don't make no moves then you won't eat so we gon' have to work it
I told that bitch, "Ain't shit fa' free" so she gon' have to twerk it
You niggas talkin' to police, well I'm gon' call the surgeon
Doctor come then he cut out yo' tongue, yo' lips tight like a virgin
I got this anger on my spirit, I been tryna purge it
So you be cool and act a fool, then I'm gon' fuckin' burn 'em
These bitches never heard of loyalty, that's why they burnin'
You can't be my queen, no royalty, 'till you show me you worth it
JV produced it
That lil' boy from Florida
That lil' boy from Florida
Havok on da beat bitch
[Verse 1]
That lil' boy from Florida, you know he in love with choppas
Adrienne can't keep him out of trouble, he don't love his papa
He keep that pistol, paranoid he just might stank his patna'
He don't got no trust for none of these bitches so he quick to drop 'em
They got him fucked up, now he trippin', won't stop 'till he pop 'em
He kick yo' door for dumb decisions, he knock out yo' knowledge
They say he should've been like Ariel and went to college
Amber strugglin', she got three lil' girls, his people facin' problems
He in that cell and now he thinkin', "Was it really worth it?"
The months is passin' and he agin', guess them shackles workin'
But he got a plans to run his future, seen his people hurtin'
He jump out, a nigga stop that movement, he might have to murk 'em
Don't make no moves then you won't eat so we gon' have to work it
I told that bitch, "Ain't shit fa' free" so she gon' have to twerk it
You niggas talkin' to police, well I'm gon' call the surgeon
Doctor come then he cut out yo' tongue, yo' lips tight like a virgin
I got this anger on my spirit, I been tryna purge it
So you be cool and act a fool, then I'm gon' fuckin' burn 'em
These bitches never heard of loyalty, that's why they burnin'
You can't be my queen, no royalty, 'till you show me you worth it
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