Florida n*gga Mentality lyrics

[Hook x2]
Fake n*ggas don't know realer
Real sh*t from a real n*gga
Don't f*ck with gold diggers
I don't know no ho n*ggas
Florida n*gga mentality
Florida n*gga mentality
Florida n*gga mentality
I beat the pus*y, babality

[Verse 1]
Off in the hood with Curry, the killer
n*gga talk stupid, I'm calling my n*gga
Blackland thugging, Raider Klan mugging
Ain't talking money, ain't talking 'bout nothing
Florida mentality, n*gga, babality
I beat the pus*y, she go to sleep happily
Money and family, n*gga no gravity
Laughing at n*ggas who thinking they fly as me
Then if he trying me, we go to war
Miami n*gga, stomp him to the floor
He don't want no more, tether his face
Florida mentality don't f*ck with fake
Spit in the face of a n*gga who fake
Spit in the face of a b*tch who act stink
f*ck what you think, I'ma do me
Florida mentality, now you see
[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
Miami n*gga to death, back on the scene like I left
My city no pity, we gritty, they sh*tty, my n*ggas is with me if they trying to get me
Them raiders is back on the block, all black and I'm strapped with the Glock
I do it like n*gga, why not? So n*ggas know what I'm 'bout
Redbone and she got a rude mouth, straight face and she give that good mouth
If I'm alone, then I got the tool out, come in, I'll flip a fool out
Young n*gga and my Raiders stay geeked, I'm from the hood where the weak don't eat
Young n*gga and my Raiders stay deep, I'm from the hood where the weak get beat

[Hook x2]