Locree - Miami Nights lyrics

[Intro] *Scarface Speaking* [Verse 1: Locree] Just tryna find that only spark that shine in the dark I'm Care-full So somehow I feel I'm gon' be harmed for another man's problems Solemn living, ain't the way to keep what you've been given You never use it so you lost it, it's costing Black kings, so we need to be flossin' f** what ya teacher said f** what the preacher said Stack bread so ya family can be fed Them systems lockin' Them jobs is clockin' Them fiends is Knockin' Them streets in glockin' Stockin' favors, while that clock is tick tockin' Ain't no time for paybacks Greed is good, hide ya paychecks They tryna keep us at the bottom Who they gon' play next Bump stress, Relief is in these girls Get all in em like some playtex It's patience, take my time with em, They my patience My temptations See how they get me off track, might slip But never fall, we bounce back We count stacks, invest, get our amounts back Buying sh** foreign, looking at the clerk like "How you pronounce that?!" Don't need no metaphors Just need some better who*es So the picture will stain in your brain To show you there ain't no categories, for the You can learn this from my repertoire Better jars, that's gon' have us over looking on the reservoir Grind hard, till we see the upper echelon [Hook] (Miami nights make me feel so right Reflect on the world Drink this liq, no ice Cold life, roll dice Risk takers, no vice Long as the fam and the homies living right) x2 [Bridge] (You can run but you can't hide, hide, no Hide, hide, no) x2 You can run but you can't hide, hide Through the pain we do strive You can run but you can't hide, hide [Verse 2: Donnie Benz] Miami nights I feel like Tubbs, Miami vice Throw shade when It's sunny Saving up most my money You living with your mom, We arriving on flights Miami nights I feel like Tubbs, Miami Vice Told you I was different, Pimpin Got your girl number, unsaved, couple days suppose to chill Ain't hit her back, When the time is right Maybe she does it too At night, creep with a n***a on the low, Smooth Criminal Think I'm getting lost, Streets don't love you back My friend is now a stranger looking past Just somebody that I used to know, never thought, truely What we paint of ourselves Miss the true colors, fill them in Trapped in my mind, won't let them in, really me Far removed from myself, never feel a thing For a little fling Bounce to miami, taking a road trip Bring a ounce, some 40s, that fire Take a ride with me Won't be long let's escape Keep you safe, if you wait, I'll be back And if not it's in the air Down for whatever, Camera man here, there Two girls kissing, look in the mirror Hello, Man of the year, yeah Happening right in front of my eyes Some people drift away, some things come alive You a cigarillo, I'ma lighter, get smoked Hop in the rental, we outta town Miami nights, I feel like Tubbs Miami Vice