Yeah

A lot of talk about what′s Atlanta and what's not

You wanna see what Atlanta is?You know what I mean? Reassurance

Too easy

Pop your shit now (Gangsta Grizzillz)

EARTHGANG, home worldwide

Home certified, gon′ testify (hold on, hold on, hold on)

Price for a feature gon' cost your life

Where you goin'? Where you goin′? Hold on

Bruh (who me?), hold on

Fuck that shit (Mr. Thanksgiving)

Bitch it′s EARTHGANG, home worldwide

Home certified, gon' testify

Price for a feature, that′ll cost your life

Fuck your top ten, what your top five?

You in the presence of the most high

Speak with the tongue of the most fly

A couple of stars in the roof, it's true

I′m really a star, my nigga, the proof

I father the youth, I taught them the truth

I show them the lies, I open they eyes

The real niggas rise, it's diamonds inside

Okay, it′s my turn, the turn of the tides

I pray up to God

Don't fuck with the schools or government

Laws or none of they rules

The media lie every day on the tube

Tupac with a billi', my everyday move (get ′em)

Fuckin′ money up, hit my baby mama up

Who you with? Fuck that shit, I'm pullin′ up

Threw a brick through a nigga Uber-Lyft

Knew he was a bitch, knew he'd try to dip

I be lyin′, say I do it for the kid

I just really fuck with doin' stupid shit

White crowds like I′m Hootie and the Fish

Fuckin' on a freaky, moody, lil' bitch

I don′t ever stick around to shoot the shit

FaceTime nine times out of ten

I be in the whip, droppin′ off the jit

Droppin' off some dick

Sand bars with me like I′m Michael Vick

Chopper ate a nigga up, Kyle Pitts

Sandlot, big dog, I'm a beast

Same time niggas populate the pics

Pick a ring, flick

Pinky ring pink

Pussy real pink

(Talk your shit, Tit) Sink, okay

I′m on my way, want me get in there?

Been a real nigga turned a millionaire

While you sittin' there

I′ll make a million dollars

By the time you been got up and did your hair

Far as Louis Vuitton, I got 60 pair, you could pick a pair

In the fruit fight, you couldn't pick a pear

Some might say a grammatical error

My granddad had a Chrysler LeBaron

Then my dad caught prison time

Mom start cryin', fucked up her mascara

My trap house had a long-ass line

12 for the shit, it′s porcupine

Stuck like truck

Fuck them fines, fuck that court

Young, Black nigga, I ain′t tryna be broke

Young, Black nigga, I ain't tryna be broke

Rolled ′em dice, then rebuck

Take the dough, then re-up

My new crib like my ego

'Cause that shit is big as fuck

Toni

Let me explain something

Every time you hear my voice

I′m thinkin' Mount Rushmore

And there′s only a couple spots available

What's a king to a god?

What's a god to a non-believer?

In this case, only the legacy we leave behind

Just make sure you quote me when I′m gone

(Gangsta Grizzillz)