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Profit Dinero - Tallahassee Love Lyrics



Profit Dinero - Tallahassee Love Lyrics




Tallahassee love, yea, yea faxts

From a small town called Tallahassee
Where everybody hate each other man this shit hilarious
Take a trip to Miami think they been to Paris
Say she love C&K I took the bitch to Harry's

Only city in the state with no strip clubs
So we slide through the hood to get our sucked
And if you ain't got a bag man that shit suck
Lame niggas plus swagg now your bitch took

They say them jits growing fast keep a hammer on em
And everywhere you turn around they got bandannas on em
And niggas wonder why them crackers got them cameras on us
Cause everyday we on that corner like the f*ckin owner

And these niggas don't get it
Content with being a statistic
Not knowing that they terrific
A child of God and they gifted
Who manifest in the spirit
Just pay attention and hear it
Face it but never fear it
Any pain he can cure It

Still screaming free my nigga Geeke though
He told me never trust a soul check the peep hole
Dope sold money fold same skeelooooo
Stay to yourself don't let em hit ya with da Rico

Same nigga still posted at Wes house
We use to pray for crumbs now we got a bread house
R.I.P my nigga Rova hate you dead now
Them niggas took ya life look at em they scared now

And I mean every motherf*ckin word
Emphasis on every noun every verb
Wearing a crown since birth

I was born to be a king
You can keep the earthly things
I don't want yo diamond rings
Not impressed by yo chains
For the love not the fame
Made a vow to the game
I would never sell my soul for a motherf*ckin thang

I'll never sell my soul for a motherf*ckin thang

Going hard for my city
But they still ain't f*ckin with me
Honestly don't give a f*ck cause ain taking no one with me
Bitch I do it cause I love it it ain't nothing they can give me
I just wanna show em ain't no local rapper f*cking with me

But off of that note
It's to late to join the wave I done bought that boat
So now I just wave while I watch y'all float
Wish the best for your favorite rapper f*ck him though

Ion need a co-signer bitch I know I'm dope
Every line I drop raw like I know that's dope
And long as I'm alive then I know there's hope
Been to prison 3 times ion want that smoke

Dear God I got a confession
Um done committing sins hope I make it to heaven
And even when I'm hurt I take it as a blessing
It only gets greater so um done with the stressing

Cause they can never feel our pain
We just a rapper from the city should pull a TPain
If I wasn't chasing millions would they treat me the same
It's like a nigga gotta die for them to mention ya name

It's a shame how they love ya but they hate ya
It's f*ck ya now but later on they need A favor
Actin like you aint the one who here to save em
Til this day loyalty Is all I gave em

For real
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Tallahassee love, yea, yea faxts

From a small town called Tallahassee
Where everybody hate each other man this shit hilarious
Take a trip to Miami think they been to Paris
Say she love C&K I took the bitch to Harry's

Only city in the state with no strip clubs
So we slide through the hood to get our sucked
And if you ain't got a bag man that shit suck
Lame niggas plus swagg now your bitch took

They say them jits growing fast keep a hammer on em
And everywhere you turn around they got bandannas on em
And niggas wonder why them crackers got them cameras on us
Cause everyday we on that corner like the f*ckin owner

And these niggas don't get it
Content with being a statistic
Not knowing that they terrific
A child of God and they gifted
Who manifest in the spirit
Just pay attention and hear it
Face it but never fear it
Any pain he can cure It

Still screaming free my nigga Geeke though
He told me never trust a soul check the peep hole
Dope sold money fold same skeelooooo
Stay to yourself don't let em hit ya with da Rico

Same nigga still posted at Wes house
We use to pray for crumbs now we got a bread house
R.I.P my nigga Rova hate you dead now
Them niggas took ya life look at em they scared now

And I mean every motherf*ckin word
Emphasis on every noun every verb
Wearing a crown since birth

I was born to be a king
You can keep the earthly things
I don't want yo diamond rings
Not impressed by yo chains
For the love not the fame
Made a vow to the game
I would never sell my soul for a motherf*ckin thang

I'll never sell my soul for a motherf*ckin thang

Going hard for my city
But they still ain't f*ckin with me
Honestly don't give a f*ck cause ain taking no one with me
Bitch I do it cause I love it it ain't nothing they can give me
I just wanna show em ain't no local rapper f*cking with me

But off of that note
It's to late to join the wave I done bought that boat
So now I just wave while I watch y'all float
Wish the best for your favorite rapper f*ck him though

Ion need a co-signer bitch I know I'm dope
Every line I drop raw like I know that's dope
And long as I'm alive then I know there's hope
Been to prison 3 times ion want that smoke

Dear God I got a confession
Um done committing sins hope I make it to heaven
And even when I'm hurt I take it as a blessing
It only gets greater so um done with the stressing

Cause they can never feel our pain
We just a rapper from the city should pull a TPain
If I wasn't chasing millions would they treat me the same
It's like a nigga gotta die for them to mention ya name

It's a shame how they love ya but they hate ya
It's f*ck ya now but later on they need A favor
Actin like you aint the one who here to save em
Til this day loyalty Is all I gave em

For real
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Writer: Timothy Flowers
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Performed By: Profit Dinero
Length: 3:04
Written by: Timothy Flowers

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