Tom: Eb major
Verse 1
D
Bb
Yeah, oh no, it ain't a diss song,
Gm
Am
it's just a letter to Miami
D
Shit done changed, it was love
and then this shit done got so lame
Bb
I ain't good at sneak dissin',
D
so I gotta drop some names
ghost writin' for people,
thought I would progress
Gm
They was in the newest Lex,
A
Am
but I was walkin' to the Lex
crack with Zoey, he ain't show that night
Drew introduced me to trouble like this,
But underneath it all,
I think I intimidate them all
I reached out for that real feature,
C
D
still waiting on the call
Pause, rest in peace
Toro, you was my first feature
He say you from out of Opa Locka,
gotta teach ya
Bb
Damn Ross, we need ya, damn
Trick, we need ya
This crab in a bucket
Bb
D
Yeah, turn me up, I got a riddle for y 'all
I got a song on the chart,
and a song with some real ones
Bb
Since I'm buzzing and they working,
let them have it to build em
or hide it in the vault
like
C
D
I don't want nobody to hear em
Know how crazy I be feeling
when I look in my mentions
Seeing rappers in my story
who ain't answer my DM's
Bb
A
Bb
All these rappers think you wanna feed em
or wanna be em
Shit'll make your head hurt,
F#m
D
Let me tell you by verse,
you can say he a snitch
But he the only artist down here
C
never changed up for shit
dropped the verse
D
Welcome home, party at the mint,
C
Gm
bruh show first
underrated just like me
And I ain't dissing,
this is just the hating shit I see
Bb
A
Time shit get exposed,
everybody should know
Bb
That n***a Young Vogue's your ho,
D
I couldn't sign a true story,
that n***a Dave too scary
Started hating on the n***a
when I linked up with Eric
Bb
You told me lip you ready,
Bb
because I need full control
Gm
and I know you ain't letting up
D
You damn right, all these local rappers
bout that scam life
It look nice until you realize
the CEO ain't bright
Bb
A
Wine me a year, that left me scarred, yeah
Bb
I heard that nigga cash
D
And I ain't even mad no more,
but how you do that to your bro?
You had him in the condo
and let him sleep behind the store
Bb
This shit so low, all them free shows
that a nigga did on the road
Gm
I got signed to a label with money
A
D
and I still had to kick doors
Ridin' round in a 50 ,000 Sprinter,
you ain't even ask for
But it came out your budget somehow
and you ain't even much know
Bb
Damn, Ellie helped me out
when Copbo couldn't promote
A
when members act like they
didn't know me
when he was traded by Hornets
They ain't see my potential,
but now they see that I'm on it
Bb
I talked to Sonny from a cell,
he say, can't wait till you jump
Screech been missin' that real,
it's time to get what they want
D
Blaze Carter, that's a real one,
seen this from the beginning
It's R .I .P. King Carter,
we lived in that same building
Bb
I ain't tryin' to be offensive,
I'm just speakin' my mind
I see these rappers
talkin' bout that unity all the time
D
But never practice what they preach,
and these blogs the same
How come every list they post
shit be all the same?
Bb
It's favoritism in my city,
they be pullin' you down
It's like to get on,
C
you gotta take your shit out of town
but they still stuck on that sound
The Miami UGK, yeah, the king underground
Bb
I told E -Class nine years
ago I was ready
Wanted to sign the po' boy
Bb
D
These OGs ain't tryna
put the city on top
We gotta fuck with out -of -towners
just to get in that spot
Bb
These rap niggas only fuck with you
when you in that light
Gm
Knowing they ain't never speak to you
and dick bang each other
Get a buzz and them niggas
even call you they brother
Bb
ATL'll put you on like
Gucci and Thugger
Gm
Instead I'm from the M .I .A.
A
D
where those in power say fuck ya
Tried to sign the We The Best
but Cali signed Rich Kid
Now it's Nino Brown
after YD ran him out of town
Bb
It must be a circus over there,
he only want the clowns
Got a street degree and masters in music,
no cabbie gal
D
This a letter to my tabs,
I'm going full throttle
Promoters book a local artist
and offer a bottle
Bb
They got the out -of -towners,
opening for out -of -towners
How Miami on the map
D
and ain't nobody found us
LaPompe made it but that jet looked up
He linked with the right people
cause that shit just sucked
Bb
I'm 24 hour hip hop, ass big chuck
In the studio, it's freezy,
Gm
two hours straight, had him stuck
D
You can battle for that hit,
what your catalog like?
Puttin' out the best work,
cause the rest ain't nice
Bb
If I ain't get this off my chest,
I just won't feel right
3D, 9 tray, yeah, that boy real right
these niggas
and don't look at the brakes
Lotta niggas flop,
I don't even look in they face
I swear this...
Bb
Gm
What? Huh? I swear this...
Am
Bb
D
I swear this shit so fake
Ain't a lot of real niggas
left down here
I swear to God
Bb
Shout out that nigga Frank Castle
When we linked it wasn't
Am
D
Real vi be in there
Shout out that nigga C -Rise
I don't know what you're
Bb
going through my nigga but
The city was in love with you
Asus4
Am
C
Come back
D
Yeah
Shout out my sister V stuff
Bb
We had to sit down a little power wise.
He told me a little minute ago how
She was going through a
I ain't even much speak on it with her
like that in the detail,
Bb
but I knew what she was talking about
I've been feeling that
C
Shout out my nigga spiral
D
one of the youngest underrated
niggas down here. I
I don't know how that
But it remind me of me
everytime I hear him,
A
Am
Bb
D
bless that mic
Shoutout Chuck Trees
Bb
Shoutout a lot of niggas man
Gm
I just be online everyday and I see this
D
who really vibe to my local artists
Bb
It just hurt to see how we don't
Gm
Am
get support
D
Bb
D
If I don't
A
I ain't mention your name,
you know what it is
It's a letter to Miami
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