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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 But  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
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
No Money, No Family (16)
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 But  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. Copyright © 2016 D.E.T All Rights Reserved
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
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