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Lyricist: Yung Lean
Lyrics:
Sell my dreams for some good luck Palm trees and they hide in the sun for me In Miami, yayo, yayo, yayo, yayo Yayo, yayo, yeah Fought my way to the top of the club Fought my way to the top of the industry So I gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low Lay low, lay low, yeah
When you're at the bottom, there's only one way up I can feel these devils getting into me I've been to the blue velvet, all the way up I can feel the lies takin' over me (Takin' over me) (Takin' over me)
In Miami, yayo, yayo, yayo, yayo Yayo, yayo, yeah Fought my way to the top of the club Fought my way to the top of the industry So I gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low Lay low, lay low, yeah
Palm trees, Cadillacs, Ziploc bags She told me take the trash and come over here I said if I die here tonight (I die) I just want you to look over me At the end of the rainbow, rainbow, rainbow, rainbow Rainbow, rainbow, yeah In Miami, yayo, yayo, yayo, yayo Yayo, yayo, yeah
Got the city on my back Now the city is so sad
I ain't got no halo, halo, halo, halo Halo, halo, yeah So I gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low Lay low, lay low, yeah Fought my way to the top of the club Fought my way to the top of the industry
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