Letter 2 MIA (Outro)

First of all man I just wanna say I rock with y'all man I appreciate y'all man Y'all out here man I f*ck with it man Aye second of all man h town I'm here baby Aye last but not least man I gotta show love to my city man 305 to the day I motherfucking die Y'all already know what it is man Aye this a letter to my city Where I’m from Dade County 305 M I Ayooo Throw that shit up high in the sky Growing up I felt a lot of pain But I took the pain and I endured And that just made me a better man And promise I won’t stop for shit Cause if I ain’t learn nothing from Miami I learned if you want it go and get it jitt I know My family pray for me And I know on that other end It’s niggas wishing that my heart never had a beat I never let that bother me Actually it's flattering Considering I done found out these f*ck niggas pattern They hate you when you down When you up they start to love you And that fake love don’t phase me Cause I’m too far above em To them hoes who wasn’t there When I really wasn’t eating But now y’all in my face Like I don’t see y’all out here leeching Ima come and drop that dick off And as soon as we finish Lil bitch you can go and you can kick rocks Let’s talk about the good times I'm talking going to that candy lady Coming back racing to that stop sign Or playing in that back yard Hopping on that house phone Hit up the hood And tell em meet up at that park And that’s Bunche park To be exact And whenever I’m in Miami That’s one of the places that you can find me at I always find my way home 274 til I die And 305 til I’m gone yessir And this a letter to my city Yea I wanna thank you for them lessons man I really hope you hear me This a letter to my city Aye Aye I know wherever I may go you gone always be in me This a letter to my city Look I wanna thank you the lessons ima always hold them near me This a letter to my city man Yea You can take me from that crib but the crib still in me yessir Now let me take some time to reminisce The whole hood at that park We was wilding and shit Me and my niggas We more close than blood Never did they switch on me Even when we had to walk through the mud But the world they viewed us as some thugs I mean It was some long cold nights And I was tryna dump some slugs I couldn’t help it that’s just how it was I mean my city taught me how to make money Just like everybody else does I can’t pay her back for that Because she taught me how to grind With the grind yea you know I ran into them stacks And something that I realized Yea My city taught me what was real And to recognize them real lies So shoutout to my city (laugh) I come from Dade County nigga Ain’t nobody fucking with me Swear to God I am on it Miami gave me my mentality Just show me my opponent And I send love to my city Even tho I’m far away I know that she still rocking with me It’s all love for my city Yea These bitches love just who I am and who I am its cause my city Don’t you disrespect my city Yea If you do I guarantee ima have to get silly So big shoutout to my city Yea 305 to H-Town but that crib still in me