Miami State of Mind Lyrics – Tyburnss

Miami State of Mind Lyrics by Tyburnss

Miami State of Mind it’s a mindset
Little growin’ up, always had to put up my set, yo
Hear this sh#t, you wasn’t really in my city
I was livin’ in this sh#t

Never asked to hear your pity, though
sh#t was unfair, it wasn’t really fair to people, I.E me
That sh#t was high-key
Not in college, but I still have a degree in being I-T

People like me, people like we
Same color on the floor if we bleed
Sittin’ on the steps, hot, drinkin’ ice tea
Walkin’ to the store for a red ICEE

Two quarters in my pocket for a pound cake
Big Steppa, so you know thе ground shake
I swear it’s only one of mе, one in the makin’
Aim for the kill, go in for the takin’

Grew up poor, but I was always into fashion
Headed to the beach, yea anti-maskin’
Close eye on authority, was never lackin’
Those who fell down, was never packin’

They get scared, and get to packin’
Call yo boss up, ion talk to a back-end
They say my name like trash, but want a pass
Tolerance maxed out I’m attackin’

I stay sober, cause I’m a broker
In a difficult position I keep my composure
In a pivotal position I’m only gettin’ older
If you need somethin’, call me for a shoulder

I stay sober, cause I’m a broker
In a difficult position I keep my composure
In a pivotal position I’m only gettin’ older
If you need somethin’, call me for a shoulder

I really do this, i don’t gotta ask twice
And i really grew in this, ion play nice
Newest in it, but I’m respected, no kiddin’
I’m fluent in, “What i get back, is what i put in”

You tryna run up on me, so what’s good?
I chop n#gg#s, like i chop wood
They can’t compete, they wish that they could
Better watch what you say, (I think that you should)

Run up when i re-up
Spray out with my feet up
Layin’ low till the payout, where’s the meetup
I’m bout to blow up, Nuclear, no Korea

Don’t get too close, i might sh#t on your career
Look at y’all bringing knives to a gun fight
Ain’t a single soul who can compete in sight
But let me give y’all some insight

Fear is what i instill, Fear is what i incite
n#gg#s ain’t got them punchlines
They shake and they fold, when they on the frontlines
Give me the look, and I’m eatin’ like lunchtime

Ima ten outta ten, workin’ like i punched in
With n#gg#s who don’t talk, they just start punchin’
I’m clean yet I’m on a roll like lint
Lint

Lint
Lint
Lint
I’m clean yet I’m on a roll like lint

Got the last laugh in a room full of haters, when i step up, n#gg#s shiverin’
You never hit your targets, when them bullets fly
So you run when the heat start givin
Make noise when i come through, big steppa not the band though

Whippin in the kitchen, like I’m cookin out the bando
I’m smooth like butter, and I’m flyer than all these n#gg#s, but i never Land-O
I got this sh#t on lock, Lockiana
And im really with the sh#t, Shittiana

Im never in a bad mood, im happy Jollyana
I flirt, yes im a flirt, not a Thotiana
Ain’t no n#gg# scorin like this
You wonder why the block hot, war-in like this

Got these n#gg#s pissed, cause i go and i piss on em’
Got em more pissed cause my drips drip, drips on em’
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Tyburnss Lyrics – Miami State of Mind

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Miami State of Mind