Conversations in Miami ft. JBthaPreacher & Petrina DeLacey Lyrics

Conversations in Miami

Can't tread til I get a Grammy

If plan A don't work, I got plan B

I can guarantee you there's no plan C

You can jump on the wave but there's rough seas

My family depending, I must lead

Just look up to God, He said trust me

And no one gon do it, it's just me

I'm with my bro, there's only two of us

I see the talking, what that got to do with us

Carry the team, all black uber truck

Know that they cappin, they say I ain't do enough

Ask me what happened, I can't move my pivot up

Never gon give it up, that's how I live it up uh

Flipping through pages ain't changing through phases

I been like this since the day I

Jumped off the porch

Hit the curb early, don't care about remorse

On top of the stage, Holy Spirit like a force

And I just done came up my way up

I keep me a bag, stay away from the haters

And if you don't like it then you can go spite it

I'm feeling like Michael, go easy for the layup

And you can keep talking but you on the bench so

It doesn't make sense how you gon tell a player

I'm running my city, I feel like a mayor

Drop kick, knock em out of the heir

I keep it 100 with all of my brothas

At the end of the day, they gon know who was there

God in my corner, I ain't fighting fair

Ready to challenge whoever gon dare

And when they ask me who I'm serving,

I get on my knees and I put my left hand in the air

Conversations in Miami

Can't tread til I get a Grammy

If plan A don't work, I got plan B

I can guarantee you there's no plan C

You can jump on the wave but there's rough seas

My family depending, I must lead

Just look up to God, He said trust me

And no one gon do it, it's just me