Lyrics:
summers and counting
I've been employed by the Savior
I cannot go up for judgement
To only be labeled a failure
So I'm operating in the trenches
I be
not to chill with niggas
Now I'm backseat, I'm like Malcolm on the black street
With the album, I'm an athlete
The way I be makin' the track meet
not moving on my own
Thoughts, feeling like nails, I'm going down
Dark soul, casting a shade wearing that shit like a crown
Let go, throwing myself out
Larry Flynn
It's Slum shit, baby fuck Katy Perry fans
I rep Atlanta, I ain't never been to Paris, France
I switch lanes, crossing over like I'm Jeremy Lin
nosed, keep your mouth closed
By any means necessary, I keep the crown close
Summer free no quarantine, yo, what's happening players
I just tipped up
Sometimes I can't help myself
Only spending on myself
Yeah I don't need no one else
Harry Potter casting spells
I been out needing hotels
Swerving
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
brother son cause he shine like one
Solid gold crown is shining, we're blinding like some diamonds
I'm reclining in the sky on a cloud with silver
brother son cause he shine like one
Solid gold crown is shining, we're blinding like some diamonds
I'm reclining in the sky on a cloud with silver
You already know what it is, man I'm heatin' up
You can tell by the hat I'm ready for crowns
All hands on the deck in the water you'll drown
If ya
At once, exalt!
Bring me the unholy enchantress
Casting your spells
Will not help you now
Whispering liar, I'm wearing the crown
Behold the raven-haired
it's ya biggest fan
It's not even necessary to introduce who I am
by now, cuz we're good friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before Atlanta on Up In
Boy I just think I'm champ
Now I'm bout to bring out the banners
They rolling through green on the camp
Now I got the ring in Atlanta
Homie my crew
nigga
I'mma get mine by any means
Go! Go! Go! Go!
Don't worry about me I'm 'aight
My pockets on take off finna take flight
My momma told me go and get
the layers til I'm slipping on floors of bananas
Lit a store of candles
Get me mad I got the core of banner
Surrounded by rich, surrounded by poor
Nothing
the crown a minute
And I'll admit I get beside myself sometimes
Only 'cause I know I got dope rhymes
And my punch lines will fuck wit yo mind, I'm bucking,
a minute, but boy I'm winning now
Atlanta, South Korea I won't ever touch the ground
Found my way back home, it's time I get the crown
look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man, I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto, but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted
look cloudy
And this Gucci belt keep my pants up
The further yo range
The more you get change
So I be serving in Atlanta
They say I'm sick like I'm
Not from Atlanta, but I got the cater
Not from Chicago, but I'm a bear
I'm a bay area nigga, 49er, Raider
I'm about my bread man, I ain't no sucker
when I'm in town
They gather around
They gimme the crown
Now they showing me love
Elevated my game
I ain't take another loss
Iced out Cartier frames
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
there can't be replaced
They made it cool in hip hop to snitch and that shit there be a disgrace
And the crown prosecute by the music we make got to keep
From the waist down,
And this chrome tre pound,
Got me feelin,
Atlanta brave now,
Right, disturbin the peace,
I'll let the lead spray,
I'm startin
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