Lyrics Jane to Miami - J-Soul

I met a shorty
On the south side Jane
Asked for her name
And she told me that her name Jane
Goddamn, I met a Jane on Jane
And she love to get high
She's in love with Mary Jane
Come thru to the West end
Bring your best friends
It's a party on, party on Soul St
She pop a molly
Then show out the Codeine
Now everybody on the South side know me
My bro at home
It being hard OT
Holy, holy, holy
I remember days when a nigga couldn't eat
And I remember days when a nigga couldn't sleep
Now I'm OT
Flights to Miami
Going hard
Yeah, the grammy for my granny, yeah
J-Soul be the name
Double R be the gang
Shawty from around my ends
Tell niggas better stay from round my ends
Where these niggas from?
They ain't from my ends
They ain't from my ends
They ain't from my ends
They ain't from my ends
They ain't from my
Last year I was sleeping outside
Now I'm in Miami
And I'm 'bout to get signed
Birdman hit me on the Facetime
And said "J-Soul it's your time"
Double R we get no end
Shout out to my niggas
Grinding in the fucking six
Miami in the studio with Slim
And all these bitches
Treat me like a nigga was a king
Goddamn, Goddamn