This is a song about "Miami"

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

The finals like the spurs,as miami likes to stir,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

You can call me the daddy of miami

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Cuz golly, you done made it through the fight while squabbling ali

Miami heat has nothing on me / lebron's shot's like a zombie

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

Time to give you the miami roar

Another day as i step out the door