Lyrics:
on my dash, breaking down in my ?
I'm Atlanta, ScottyATL ho 1 space that's a Y not an IE
Slipped in ain't even check ID
Game leave me I'ma rap IV
but you let it go by, yee
I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown (oh, shit)
Heaven
Where I want to be
Casting my crown at the Lord's feet
Singing holy holy is he
If it ain't God it ain't for me
Heaven
Where I want to be
this is my time now
So all you other niggas bow down
'Cause all I see on me is black crowns
Black crowns
Uh, fatigue, I'm feeling jaded
She gave
I won't be another random rapping dude
Most of these niggas out here ain't got a clue
Swear I'm surrounded by a whole bunch of random rapping dudes
Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? Blow it
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
Here's a generic love song
Here's a generic love song
Here's a generic love song
I'm captivated by your eyes
I like the way they look for my lies
I tell
Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? Blow it
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
thing
Like I'm Snoop, what it do?
Atlanta got a star, boy, I'm the proof
Hip-hopped over the beat
Hopscotched over the street top notch
Mispronounce my
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
When I’m in Miami when I’m in Atlanta
The radio sound like I’m in Miami
When I’m in New York
The radio sound like I’m in Miami
So you feel like now,
that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's
You bitches ain't ready for the debut album
My homie came and said go and take over Malcolm
Now I'm up at the plate, knock the wind right out 'em
Killa what's really good my nigga
Un casa what's really good
What's really good flee
Yo, what's really good
I got ta get on this album
I just
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
it's all fact
It's all fact it's non-fiction
Fast forward just a year later
I done drop my first album and
I'm feelin' like I made it
Goin' all around
Billi
It's double m to the grave, free meek Milly
Dreams worth more than money, the album bout nothin'
Bcg this our year, tell em stop frontin'
In
really, necessary
Get the message like a secretary
Boy, I'm legendary
When I'm dead and buried, still be kicking flavour in the cemetery
Trap music,
Why you wanna be my Zanna? Why you wanna be my Zanna?
80k streams on an album by myself, started wvvy crew and I did that by myself
I remember 2017 all
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