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Bornreal4real - 561,fl Lyrics



Bornreal4real - 561,fl Lyrics
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You ain dumb you know where im from
Imma Florida boy
Im from 561, most specifically West Palm
Best known West Nam
Where a bih get bodyslammed leave you in the slums
Body bag in the trunk, might be in a donk
I ain talking John Collins when I talk about dunk
#20 for the Hawks, yea he a star
#7 for the colts he the one, from 561
That's Quasi team, my dawg doing big things im proud of him
Nigga like me might smell like dope, but I still slang that Hope
Shoutout Ricky Aiken, that's my bro
Shoutout Farad too, that's his lil bro, shoutout Farad too swear he going pro
Nigga like me, I just sell clothes
I ain think I'd rap, but this my trap
I be selling logos on a hat just to show you that I'm bout that
Pull up and serve you where you at
Pulling up, serve you, get it off
Buy it whole, don't sale it whole dawg
Don't say shit, move in silence
I ain tell them Im working, Im grinding
Just look like its perfect timing
But I don't know what the time is, but im just steady grinding
My watch is froze by diamonds
I done turned myself into quite the boss, niggas sleep on me
Oh well, that's they loss, no mo out the fountain
I drink voss, that's a different type of floss
Watch my roof get loss I ain in my prime yet but watch me takeoff
21 for ATL no savage shit, Im Bornreal diddy, take this
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You ain dumb you know where im from
Imma Florida boy
Im from 561, most specifically West Palm
Best known West Nam
Where a bih get bodyslammed leave you in the slums
Body bag in the trunk, might be in a donk
I ain talking John Collins when I talk about dunk
#20 for the Hawks, yea he a star
#7 for the colts he the one, from 561
That's Quasi team, my dawg doing big things im proud of him
Nigga like me might smell like dope, but I still slang that Hope
Shoutout Ricky Aiken, that's my bro
Shoutout Farad too, that's his lil bro, shoutout Farad too swear he going pro
Nigga like me, I just sell clothes
I ain think I'd rap, but this my trap
I be selling logos on a hat just to show you that I'm bout that
Pull up and serve you where you at
Pulling up, serve you, get it off
Buy it whole, don't sale it whole dawg
Don't say shit, move in silence
I ain tell them Im working, Im grinding
Just look like its perfect timing
But I don't know what the time is, but im just steady grinding
My watch is froze by diamonds
I done turned myself into quite the boss, niggas sleep on me
Oh well, that's they loss, no mo out the fountain
I drink voss, that's a different type of floss
Watch my roof get loss I ain in my prime yet but watch me takeoff
21 for ATL no savage shit, Im Bornreal diddy, take this
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Writer: Jonathan Smith
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Language: English
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Written by: Jonathan Smith

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