Real Atlanta, I'm from a zone, right up the street from the dome (I'm from the 4) Came up gettin' our hustle on, living legend off of strong Bro still sellin' bricks, can't knock his hustle, shit to each his own Lot of fake love, they only call you when they need a loan Bro in the box ready to come home, for now he livin' through a phone (free the bro) Told me he ain't worried 'bout no nigga unless he can fly a drone Know them young niggas look up to me so I can't lead 'em on Watchin' what I talk about, I'm the leader, so I can't tell 'em wrong Young crew they break in cars (strikers), jack boys they still robbin' G Dawg 'dem been gone for damn near a dub and they steady mobbin' Shit wasn't always great, I had to wait, I stayed down for my come up Everyday I'm paper chasin', my bank account need another comma Tryna stay away from the drama, never runnin' from my karma Anything I did, I stand behind it, momma raised a G Coward is something I'll never be, Hellcat spinnin' up the street Trackhawk bulletproof the Jeep, none of this shit ain't come with ease My bitch told me, she won't never leave, now she on another team Saw my pain, it made me t'd, never been a one to grieve (no) Naked bitches on my feed, I'on like her unless she mean Trust issues, I'on fuck with people (I can't), blame it on the shit I seen (I seen it all) Had Fannie watchin' my food savings while she was pregnant with dude baby But it wasn't no food savin', whole lotta green shit Tryna shake my demons, keep callin' the lean man Keep rollin' this weed up, I been through some real shit Come home to the lights off, furniture in the front yard (eviction) Had to stay in hotels, daddy wasn't nowhere around My momma a real gangster, she held it together (she did), no matter the circumstance, yeah Superstar, fill up the stands, goin' for it when I get the chance Dog shit stay in my pants, in my hand, in my bag I still got my first advance, showin' bro how to buy some land We gotta make this money last, hate you let them niggas gas you Get rich while I duck the task force, what more can a nigga ask for? Belt to ass, we really tap shit, majority of these niggas cappin' Really put it down on Plaza, really put in down on Bridges Really put it down on Sparks, 'round my way, I'm a livin' legend ROTC, bro, them steppin', all the secrets I done kept 'em Where them bags at, I'll go get 'em, bring 'em back, let brodem sell 'em Everyday I'm fightin' the devil, put that lil bitch on a pedestal Won't do it again, never, shit gettin' real, I'm movin' careful Yeah