A1A Heavy

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Intro

305 say show skin, 954 say hold weight A1A got long mirrors when the shoreline still awake South Beach sell a body, Lauderdale sell a view Same salt on my lips, different price when they look at you

Verse 1

I hit Fort Laudy first, tee stickin' from the heat Sand in my slides, cheap chain cold on my chest meat Las Olas smell like money and suntan mixed with weed Folks jog past lean as receipts, I move slower, I still breathe Then SoBe hit harsher, Ocean Drive all teeth Rental exotics hummin', cameras huntin' for a weak week At Lummus I keep my shirt on in the water like a wound Even the tide feel nosy when your belly enter the room

Chorus

A1A heavy, don't crop me out South Beach loud, but my pain louder now 954 heavy, 305 don't clown me out Same sun cook us all, why you pick me out? A1A heavy, still walk that route Big body, cracked heart, still I came outside

Verse 2

My mama fold towels tight, say "baby, eat then rest" Then hide the Publix cake when she see me stressin' my chest My auntie say "wear black, don't let them people laugh" My lil cousin wanna swim, keep askin' why I stay back My old boy talk rough, say "tighten up, jit, move" Like shame was a gym membership and pain could be removed But when I breathe too hard from the steps to the room They all get soft in the eyes like they hear somethin' doomed

Chorus

Verse 3

My dawgs crack jokes first, then block for me at the bar Say "let bro cook, he cool," when a slick mouth go too far One drive up Collins, one night down Las Olas lit They know which strip let you breathe and which strip study your ribs South Beach move fast, flash, lashes, hosts, guest list Fort Lauderdale got space, but that calm got class in it Both got girls with sand glow, both got dudes on front Both got workers count tips while rich folks act untouched

Bridge

And the ones that love me hate watchin' me shrink inside Not in pounds, in spirit, in talk, in how I hide I laughed at every joke so nobody hear that crack Whole room full of music, still a knife in the laugh track

Verse 4

At work they call me "big dog" with that fake-care grin Need me for the heavy lift, then clown me when girls walk in Kitchen line, hotel dock, warehouse side by the bay I sweat through two uniforms, still showed up every day One hater from the office said beaches ain't for my kind Till the same fool needed help when life put him behind I ain't holy, I wanted his teeth on the curb that noon But I seen my own hurt beggin' from inside his room

Verse 5

So this for the thick kids parked up by the seawall late For the aunties with the cover-up, for every cousin who wait For the big boys in the 954 scared of SoBe glare For the 305 souls act hard cause they dyin' from compare I'ma walk both strips upright, Las Olas, Ocean Drive If I take up more room, that's proof that I survived Don't cheer for my body, hear me, cheer that I stayed Same Atlantic kiss both coasts, let that shame get washed away

Chorus

Outro

From the Dale to the Beach, I ain't duckin' that light Same water hit both shores, I'm alive tonight

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