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all day all night - florida's finest family lyrics

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[intro: blk swann]

yea
way back on the way up
blk swann and the family you know we doing it big

[verse 1: blk swann]

way back on the way up
chase bands when i wake up
each night had to stay up
sweat all day, collect all the pay stubs
chill, make a beat, burn, let the base b-mp
pay stub to the pay off
the boy never took a day off
never getting laid off
got ways to keep the pray off
grew up now, used to be jaded
but then i made a foundation
visualized living a list
making waves, always making plays
execute daily day to day
stuck to the plan don’t intend to play
got will and the great, yea we came to stay
so stay out the way
so stay out the way

[chorus: illiwill]

n-body better k!ll my vibe
we gone get it when the feeling’s right
sometimes you gotta say let me live my life
all the way to the top from the bottom can’t stop my shine
and this is all day all nght
don’t k!ll my vibe
we gone get it when the feeling’s right
sometimes you gotta say let me live my life
all the way from the bottom to the top, can’t stop my shine
and this is all day all night

[verse 2: illiwill]

this an indescribable feeling
i’m ready let me know what the deal is
scheming up plots chillin like we’re some villains
they don’t give you props when you just got in the building
got this thing on lock and inside are the realest
gaspi and blk on the beat making magic with hillis
imagine you’ll see
any craft that could be
like a wave in the tropics with dabs on me
claiming you got it, but your -ss on e
and i’m blazing this chronic like it’s gasoline
doing what i gotta so i’m back with the heat
making chemical reactions, a blast on three
do the math homie
it happened all on your account
the facts gone read i don’t need to spell it out
might just even travel via through the word of mouth
or when them birds fly south
they gone still find out

[chorus]

[verse 3: great gaspi]

phone battery low
everybody hit my tone, searching for another dose
yellow gold around the throne to let you know i got it going
baby you can get it to just execute and put in motion
i take a trip to cuba and go lay out by the ocean
fly fishing with the homies staring at you through my costas
i been a high roller
pressing b-ttons doors open
highed up at the function ain’t no way you didn’t notice
aroma of the doja got you focused tryna find it
material endeavors my attire got you blinded
i’m looking toward the future everything else is behind us
the bottoms getting crucial forced your boy to start climbing
you call it perfect timing, i call it making sense
all the work and the grinding homie we deserve this
pull up to the curb quick in something that makes you sick
and i bought it straight cash i ain’t paying off sh-t
player

[chorus 4]

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