Lyrics:
bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th
These niggas sassy like they mammas
Niggas Prima donnas, pussy
I'm so icy like I'm Gucci dripping down pucci
I keep that fn in my Louis case a nigga lose
by
Well, I think I should just drive away, right past the Georgia line
Maybe they'll say I'm a fool, but this time I'm saying my goodbyes
This time I'm
drifting from the county fair
I was on my own and ready to push on
Left for a coastal town and a year of lost weekends
Got hustled on a Georgia night by
on this
I'm throwing fists
Trash the abyss
I fight day by day before I change my name to chris
I had a cool job
But it ruined my mind
Shaking full glass
a mind like mine
But you're stuck in my heart
And I feel it from the inside
Sometimes
I feel like you're my Georgia peach
Travel with you anywhere
Never
give a fuck,
I kinda did tho
Really all I wanted was to make my mother proud so I got myself to college,
Georgia on my mind
Yes the city in a forest ATL
Shootin dice fo small scrap
Dre 4 watcha call that
Pull out my Georgia bows
And those that froze got caught by the po-pos
Headed for the 4 do(door)
saggin like a thug, buy a hoe the Louis belt
The whole clique, throwin ten, I can do that by myself
My sound ground, they be alien and don't know it like
Aye I don't spit it off the dome just to get it off my chest
I find a loop and off a beat while I work at my office desk
And by no means is that
year)
Call paramedics, I'm killin' 'em (killin' 'em)
Steppin' on they necks, I'm really him (I'm really him)
Louis leather vest, nigga trim (nigga
Yeah, doin' seventy on this highway
In the back of this bus, I'm bustin' my mind open
Hopin' these lyrics connect like Tetris, effect
Retrospect
Louis store I already done it
Got a pocket full a money and I'm sippin' Easter pink
Diamonds round my neck same color Easter pink
Gotta college girl
marijuana
Doin' what we do
Told you to dress me how you wanna dress me dress me how you wanna
In my pearls or my jewels
Call me your prima donna but you
Like how could they not play this
Like how, I'm been around n by now
Went through some changes
Everybody pack a stainless
Don't mind me jus platinum
Let's get 'em
Yeah
Dezzie by my arm reach, Palm Beach
Poland Spring, Gain Green is the army
Calmly walking to the courtroom, head high
Thinkin'
fine
I want u for me
I feel alright
Alright when u by me
Girlie you just dey for my mind
Girlie ie be you I dey find
Girlie you fit take all my time
jewelry customized by my artist
Six months locked, got a head start bitch
I was nigga rich befo' I ever got a rap check
Yellow Corvette same color Moet
I'm gettin' home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt a drink on my cream
So I got my meal and I said my grace
Thinkin bout the next millions that I'll soon make
Lookon at the clock it said deuce square tre
Wit Georgia
not gonna worry
Got three days to go so I'm not in a hurry
Get into tucson and what do I find
I'm having some trouble just keeping my mind
On the 10.
my shooter
Said she wants a Fast Life
California
Said she tired of her past life
Atlanta, Georgia
Na, it aint take a lot
I Swear I'll Michael Kors ya
Gimme that '94 Puff shit, Ali
I'm so appalled, Louis Vuitton draws
The shit, a booth for me is a bathroom stall
If you're not fond of me, you're
the media, exploited, and my story got started
Gotta come back shortly, gotta execute sharply
When I grind I'm out my mind and I don't really leave me time
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