[Verse 1] She works in West Palm Paralegal suit, neat hair Miami case on her phone Boynton Beach by night Every time she heads south She comes back glowing More radiant More gone [Pre-Chorus] I saw the change In the way she looked away Keys on the counter Late calls, long days So I paid a man To walk her shadow He said, “Just office hours” But that ain’t the whole road [Chorus] Tell me what I got Tell me what I don’t Tell me what I need When the truth won’t show Miami runs deep But it don’t run clean I can feel the distance Cutting through me [Verse 2] The PI found a junior A lawyer down in town Coffee after work Then walking around No hands, no kisses Just a look too long Like a secret getting dressed In an office light song [Pre-Chorus] Then she said, “Big case” Trips got more frequent Every drive to Miami Made her harder to read The PI called back Same parking deck, same stair Still nothing I can hold Still nothing in the air [Chorus] Tell me what I got Tell me what I don’t Tell me what I need When the truth won’t show Miami runs deep But it don’t run clean I can feel the distance Cutting through me [Rap Bridge] Old friend hit my line From that other life Where I trained men hard In the dust and the night He said, “John, listen close She’s got a target” And that lawyer too Same shadow, same market I laughed in the glass Said, “I don’t care” If they come up dead I won’t shed a tear Then I caught myself Thought of my own name Colleagues know my story And they’d point my way [Verse 3] We drank too long Went through every angle Who’d ask, who’d know Which lie would tangle By sunrise I was sick Head full of smoke But the fear stayed sharp Like a line I’d wrote [Bridge] Now I keep my mouth shut Keep my hands still What I thought at midnight Ain’t law, ain’t will You can lose your cool And lose your whole life One bad move in the dark Can cut like a knife [Chorus] Tell me what I got Tell me what I don’t Tell me what I need When the truth won’t show Miami runs deep But it don’t run clean I can feel the distance Cutting through me [Outro] Boynton to Miami That road knows my name I wake up with regret And I still feel the same Tell me what I got Tell me what I don’t
