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Jan 2016
By:D.E.T

No money, no family
Sixteen
Living in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
Living in misery

I remember when it all used to be simple
But with no cash it only turn's into triple

Back from memory
I remember there was no misery
When I had my family

Yeah, but I got this dream
That I have to follow
So, I gotta swallow
My tears that are about to drop

Yeah, had to wake up and leave New York
For my business work

No money, no family
Going to the middle of Miami
People from Miami are asking me
Why do I wanna work if I'm only sixteen
But I ain't gonna repeat this
Got alot business

Sixteen, Sixteen
Middle of Miami
Gotta take off the bus

Looking at windows alot of traffic
On the road
On the row
ButΒ Β just goanna keep on
Yeah, there ain't turn back down
No, I won't frown

No money, no family
Sixteen
Middle of Miami
Hidin' my sense of expression
Cuz I'm falling into depression

But as I sow how this thing life works
It only makes me go harder
And get stronger

Funny how the people who kicked me
Now stick to me
Funny how they act like they help me get to the to the top
When all they did is tired drop
Me down into the ground

I remember when I was struggling
Y'all smirk
As y'all threw off more work
But that only made me get harder
Get tougher
Cuz my struggle
Is the only thing I am trusting

Now it's money, and family
Cuz as I work
I kept that smirk
Cuz as I trusted my struggle's
It only made me hit the score
To go harder
Life maybe hard but you just gotta go tougher and go stronger and go harder on the people who is trying to bring you down.
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