[Verse 1]
Know my grandma happy, finally got my shit together
Told bro we'll take the time and we just stick together
Every time bro catch a bid, we do that shit together
I know he got two phones, but I still sent a letter
'Cause I know how that feel
Don't compare me to no other rapper, I feel like my shit real
Fronting bows and fucking niggas hoes before I got a deal
It's love for sure, but you done broke the code, I don't know how to feel
And I ain't told nobody no for real since I got a mill'
I'm tied in
Another bloody summer in Atlanta, done lost five friends
Mama told me that water was cold, I still had dived in
Never let a nigga take me out, it's beef, we dine in
Dawg done lost his mind, I pray to God to help him find it
I was in a dark spot but I came back and I broke the knot
Remixing my country boy for a profit, now a nigga run the charge
I don't need your comment, nah
This the shit that I live for, at least five niggas that'll kill for me
Hundred racks for my kid lawyer
It ain't my fault she don't got morals
I got rich, that's my life story
I left the streets in a paddywagon, I came back and got right to it
Never question my loyalty, if it's that deep, then don't do it
Seem to go my hardest when I'm going through it
Know my grandma happy, finally got my shit together
Told bro we'll take the time and we just stick together
Every time bro catch a bid, we do that shit together
I know he got two phones, but I still sent a letter
'Cause I know how that feel
Don't compare me to no other rapper, I feel like my shit real
Fronting bows and fucking niggas hoes before I got a deal
It's love for sure, but you done broke the code, I don't know how to feel
And I ain't told nobody no for real since I got a mill'
I'm tied in
Another bloody summer in Atlanta, done lost five friends
Mama told me that water was cold, I still had dived in
Never let a nigga take me out, it's beef, we dine in
Dawg done lost his mind, I pray to God to help him find it
I was in a dark spot but I came back and I broke the knot
Remixing my country boy for a profit, now a nigga run the charge
I don't need your comment, nah
This the shit that I live for, at least five niggas that'll kill for me
Hundred racks for my kid lawyer
It ain't my fault she don't got morals
I got rich, that's my life story
I left the streets in a paddywagon, I came back and got right to it
Never question my loyalty, if it's that deep, then don't do it
Seem to go my hardest when I'm going through it
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