ATLANTA TEARS (Explicit) - 21 Savage/Lil Baby
Lyrics by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/Deshawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
Composed by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/Deshawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
Produced by：Keanu Beats/DOPAMINE/Sad Pony/MitchGoneMad/Childboy
What's it worth being solid in a world full of **** niggas?
Poker face on one billion I can't lie though it **** with me
I ain't bloody bein' cocky say"What's poppin'?"
It's us really
I cut off the extra baggage now the jet is much bigger
I already asked God for forgiveness he must get 'em
Cut my hand off if I dap them niggas up I can't feel 'em
When you thuggin' it's like **** it when then judge give life sentences
Fifteen years in it I gurantee you feel different
I can move to Palm Springs ain't **** the hood it's still in me
Really stopped the bros from smackin' that boy cold he still trippin'
We the ones who got the money back then we still gettin' it
Went legit and tried to take care of my guys they try to flip it
If the judge tryna catch a case they retain lawyers with the quickness
If my niggas catch a charge I'm right there for 'em what's the difference?
They can't **** with me at all they pay the blogs to tell you different
I don't do this **** for ****boys so you ain't gotta listen
I ain't get in this **** for clout I'm tryna leave businesses for my children
I ain't pickin' sides with rappers if it ain't us it ain't my business
I done doubled on my grind I keep on climbin' I'm from the trenches
Get a million you think everything's alright it ain't that simple
Irritate me but if I pop 'em it get worse these niggas pimples
Really gave this ***** my time when she wasn't worth it I should've pimped her
Ready to kill and die for what I believe I'm big on principles
Through the youngin' crashin' out this **** been ****in' with me mentally man
Whoa thinkin' about the pain and the trauma that I done been through
Thankful for the islands and countries that we done been to
If it wasn't for all my accolades and niggas making rats cool
Lil' boy you know I would drench you
Internet nerds tryna tell us how the street feel
Ten years strong I ain't even reach my peak still
Fifty million and I keep my masters that's a sweet deal
Yeah VVS's cover all my scars like I'm Meek Mill
Dray got life I pay the lawyer damn I hope he beat 'ppeal
Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still
They tearin' down the real ones
You ain't never had a gangsta baby come and feel one
Say you ain't no real killer nigga till you kill one
I came out the womb as one of them and I'm still one
The syrup runneth over I pour all my feelings and emotions in a soda
She say that she love me but I feel she got a motive
Would you suck my **** the way you do if I was local?
21 4L I throw the Roc up like I'm Hova
Niggas shot me up I put the hood on my shoulder
I'ma stand on principles and morals till it's over
Thought you had to rap 'bout what you live and I got older
I come from the trenches where it's plastic on the sofa
Thirty in his britches he ain't never seen a holster
Mama always workin' his environment done coached 'em
And 'bout five thousand dollars nigga he'll toast ya
Runnin' 'round hungry ****'ll turn you to a soldier
They can't wait to kill you and kill whoever post ya
He fightin' a case he swear that him and God closer
Soon as he get free he turnin' right back to a vulture
Thuggin' in these streets nigga I can't blame ya
Tryna feed your fam dawg I can't blame ya
Product of environment so I can't shame ya
Yeah I'm just like you but I got famous
If I had a super power I would save ya
We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors
