[Lyric] Miami (IMA DOHMIN ATE)

[Verse 1]
Push comes to shove
Nigga, you a dub
And you know you ain't pull shit
His shit is awful, my shit is gospel
Boy, straight from the pulpit
Hot like reels when I show my skills and it's nothing but a full clip
Guess I suppose, I ball like D Rose
Boy, I'm back on my bullshit
Back to them days, a niggas was grinding and hustling off minimum wage
Puffing the sage
Getting the change and listening to my young nigga Rage
Plotting and scheming instead of your dreaming
And wondering whenever the fuck I'll get paid
A few years later, now a nigga getting paid
But I guess you could say a couple things changed

[Hook]
All is mine, All is mine
All is real, overtime
While you was in Miami, I was putting in overtime
Oh no, how sad
Another nigga down bad
Damn dawg
What's wrong?
What's happened?
Two phones like a young nigga trapping
[Verse 2]
I'm not your average finesser
Body your shit with no effort
You out here capping and flexing
50k, sit on the dresser
Saying I don't get to the bag
Boy, I do it with no pressure
The Xbox in your videos, boy, that shit look like a leopard
You better check on who coming with ya
Cause I'm not like them other niggas
The only time you're recognizable is when you dress like another nigga

[Outro]
And that's real talk, big facts
Even when they rewind, I'm still ahead of my time
So I know they gone playback