[Verse 1]
I hope the sun come up faster tomorrow ('Morrow)
If I run out of hope, can I look at you for the borrow? (Borrow)
Stuck in this maze, we all tryna crack the code (Code)
Ain't figure shit out yet, and I call myself a vet
What does it take for me to level up? (Level up)
Is it a TikTok? No, wristwatch glow?
I've been runnin' out of time, so I just might go
See if the grass is greener
I'm tryna pass the teachers
I hopped out the bleachers
Ever since a youngin', I knew
If I'm feelin' down, feelin' blue
Grab the pen, grab the pad, jot
Way better than gettin' shot
Still had to play with the fire
Only way to really make it out
We was hardly ever in the house
I was tryna move up off the couch
Come up on a twenty, hit the wing spot, split it with my dogs
I was on my rap shit, wasn't no feelings involved
Fast forward five years later, broke, but I'm five years greater
Ain't have much, just prayer, pass me the rock, it's a layup
Now I got a house in Decatur, got a house in L.A.
And I'm still on a mission tryna soul-search, what does that say?
Don't get distracted with glitz and the glamour
I'm still the heart of Atlanta, so much when I named my daughter
I even thought of Atlanta
Free Thugger up out the slammer
Sometimes it's hard to handle
From streets to CEO
I just wanna see all my niggas grow, mm
You know? So free Jeff
And free my brother Marz, woah
I hope the sun come up faster tomorrow ('Morrow)
If I run out of hope, can I look at you for the borrow? (Borrow)
Stuck in this maze, we all tryna crack the code (Code)
Ain't figure shit out yet, and I call myself a vet
What does it take for me to level up? (Level up)
Is it a TikTok? No, wristwatch glow?
I've been runnin' out of time, so I just might go
See if the grass is greener
I'm tryna pass the teachers
I hopped out the bleachers
Ever since a youngin', I knew
If I'm feelin' down, feelin' blue
Grab the pen, grab the pad, jot
Way better than gettin' shot
Still had to play with the fire
Only way to really make it out
We was hardly ever in the house
I was tryna move up off the couch
Come up on a twenty, hit the wing spot, split it with my dogs
I was on my rap shit, wasn't no feelings involved
Fast forward five years later, broke, but I'm five years greater
Ain't have much, just prayer, pass me the rock, it's a layup
Now I got a house in Decatur, got a house in L.A.
And I'm still on a mission tryna soul-search, what does that say?
Don't get distracted with glitz and the glamour
I'm still the heart of Atlanta, so much when I named my daughter
I even thought of Atlanta
Free Thugger up out the slammer
Sometimes it's hard to handle
From streets to CEO
I just wanna see all my niggas grow, mm
You know? So free Jeff
And free my brother Marz, woah
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