Little Havana (feat. Willie Falcon & The-Dream)

"My name is Willie Falcon I was the undisputed king in the cocaine industry From the mid-'70s through the '80s, and into the '90s If you snort cocaine back in those days There was 85% chance, it was my cocaine I helped build Miami skyline into what it is today 20-billion dollars got me 27 years, in federal prison I always live by the code of honor That's why my best days are ahead of me I am richer than I've ever been I would love to send my love to my friend, Rick Ross Rick, I'm immensely appreciated in giving me love And keeping my name in your music for the past two decades It rocks me, that I had your support for so many years You gotta learn to use your mind to help keep you out of certain situations (oh-oh-oh) I'mma make it clear as I can for you young niggas, you hear me? (Oh yeah, yeah) Biggest (maybach Music) Problem was, I never was a prodigy Possibly, my biggest flaw is lack of modesty Diabolical means never knew college degrees Sippin' coffee at a café on college, capisce? Niggas soul being sold and still own a leash Roger Goodell boy, he ain't a corneich I was really throwin' money, I really saw Meech And I let them rappin' niggas get closer to Meek It ain't bottle made the most, but let's make a toast 'Cause a lot of niggas told and kept it on the low (oh) How a self-made nigga never wanna vote? (Oh yeah) And before a record label, shit, I wanted coke I'm talkin' L.A. Reid, the biggest baby face This for my niggas in the prisons, sippin' Gatorade All these hitters, takin' pictures for they baby's maid Her baby mama's in the projects, tryna make a way (oh-ooh-oh) Niggas lookin' funny when you get the hunnids (oh yeah) I gotta school Adonis, daddy get 'em punished (oh yeah) Because I'm on the streets, they consider me cunnin' (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah) Hit you bitches in a Tesla at the push of a button (ooh-ooh) If she got up in the coupe, then she gotta be fuckin' 50 restaurants, but a lot of me hungry These niggas wanna gossip, I just want the dollars All black Phantoms, going south from Collins (oh yeah) Villains know we killin', so that ain't a problem (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah) I'm gonna stack my money, be a better father You could pay me down, but I got it regardless J's that I'm rockin', they gotta be goggles (ooh) When we plot to kill 'em, we send a few bottles (ooh) Set 'em up like 2Pac, get 'em to rob 'em (ooh-ooh) I always loved B.I.G., shit, I did it big I released Omarion, he began ta fizz Double-M the kids, now we back ta biz' 36 a brick, baby, here it is My niggas in designer, but we militant (oh yeah) I got this city on my back, and that's just what it is 220 on the dash, still can't stop us I just got back, took my girl to the opera 'Cause Ojek got back, he went and bought a chopper As if it couldn't get wor', we lost Kobe in a 'copter Three months later, they gon' forget all about you Always doubt you, now they can't live without you Did you cry for the man, or did you cry for the fame? Did you pour out for the pain? I've been around this world so many times, I Just love and loyalty by any means I've been around this world so many times, I know To never pray amongst your enemies I've been around the world too many times, now That new shit just feelin' old to me And trustin' new niggas been old to me, for so long When the real niggas coming home? (Home) (Home) it's been a mean world without you (yeah-ehh) Shouldn't I, baby, shouldn't I? (When the real niggas coming home?) (Home) it's been a mean world without you (yeah-ehh) Shouldn't I, baby, shouldn't I? (Maybach Music)