[Intro: Wale]
The streets is cold and the beaches is warm
The b**hes is everything in between..
[Verse 1: Wale]
Who would believe this rap sh** would have me well off
Type of life a n***a k** or go to jail for
Yeah, can't wait til the wheels down
And I'm amazed you clown n***as is still around
Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed
I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud
Catching Heat floor seats and we all fresh
From coarse seats to court seats is progress, of course
Tell them other n***as "man up"
Tell Lebron drop 50 unless he playin' us
KOD a couple 50s like a precinct
Straight conch got a n***a feeling seasick: oh sh**
Chef creole, 2-seater
And my watch looking like it's all 3PO
2 V's in the street blowing trees with hoes
And more weed for me, shout out to Me-PO
[Hook: Wale]
Miami nights, it was all a dream
If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
Little more weed, 1st cla** seats
1st cla** hoes, we on South Beach
Miami nights, it was all a dream
If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
Drinks out, c'mon ,Drinks out, c'mon. Drinks out, c'mon
[Verse 2: Wale]
We at mansion, but no cape on
And that a** looking right, what you pay for it?
Look: I know you not gay or nothing
But we should find another girl with a tapeworm
I'm in a rental on collins
Me and my compadres, burning up Barneys
With a model and some [?]
My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised
With dark n***as with dark thoughts and long braids
Its not far from white girls with big bread
And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking
But right there, they sk** scheming, they not eating
Knowing they needy as a b**h, they don't need a reason
And when you repping Wet Willies you ain't even thinking
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Wale]
Ok black panamera, dash on a million
It ain't nothing better than a pa**ionate woman
She graduated top of the cla**, Carol City or was it the west
Hold up I don't remember really, hold up
2 whips, 6 tattoos, no kids
And I heard you come alive, when you gonna live [?]
I ain't trying to be ignorant, but I'm leaving town in a little bit
Miami nights, ain't another one, until the buzz go away lets have a little fun
Paradise, get away, thinking why its not South Beach everyday
[Outro: Rozay]
We got the jet waiting on us at the airport homie
We got money to go get baby
Let's get it
[Hook]