[Intro]
Womatic
Bizzy

[Chorus: Sleepy Rose]
Said I'm tryna make it, tryna make it for my folks
Gotta stay down, keep my business on the low
Can't be falling off, I can't be falling for no ho
Tryna make it on the Hills, I ain't got nowhere to go
Said I was born in Georgia, on the corner, by the U-G-L-Y corner (Yeah)
A-T-L-A-N-T-A (Yeah)
678, 404, bed made

[Verse 1: Sleepy Rose]
I get my bed made, nigga, now I'm straight
I ain't even gotta starve, I ain't hungry, I done ate
Got me feeling like a star when I walk up in the place
I ain't got time to play, put them hundreds in your face
Put them hundred in your face, okay, okay
Put 'em in your bae face, okay, oh yay
We smokin' on gas, they smokin' hay
And I'm ride down the Nat in a drop-top Wraith, shout out to Chainz
Shout out to my mama, yes, I love her like no other
Shout out to my brother, we rose up out that gutter
And shout out to my sister, I miss you, you know I love you
And shout out to my glizzy for never jamming up on me
Shout out to the East Side, West Side, South Side
Shouts out to the young niggas thuggin' that's outside
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