21 Savage, Lil Baby - ATLANTA TEARS

Leading these kids the wrong way Umm it's a lot of shit, lot of shit out there like N** don't even know the G code or what's goin on in the streets no more For example, and this ain't got nothing to do with the rat __ Don't nobody know the definition of G code in the streets ____ don't even know the definition of that like What's the streets? Was it worth being silent in the world full of fuck n**s Poker face on one billion I can't lie know it fuck with me I ain't blood if being cocky they say what's poppin' its us really I cut off the extra baggage now the jet is much bigger I already asked God for forgiveness we must get him Cut my hand off if I dap them n**s up I can't feel em When you thuggin it's like fuck it when the judge give life sentences Fifteen years in it I guarantee you feel different I could move to Palm Springs and fuck the hood and still in it Really stop 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 tried to flip it If a judge tryna catch a case they retain lawyers with the quickness My n**s catch a charge I'm right there for them what's the difference They can't fuck with me at all they pay the blogs to tell you different I don't do this shit for fuck boys so you ain't gotta listen Ain't getting this shit for clout I'm trying leave businesses for my children Ain't picking sides with rappers if it ain't us it ain't my business I done doubled on my grind I keep on climbing off from the trenches Get a million you think everything is alright it ain't that simple Irritating but if I pop em make it worse these n**s pimpin Really gave this bitch my time when she weren't worth it I should've pimped it Ready to kill and die for what I believe I'm big on principles Still young and crashing out shit be fucking with me mentally Woah Thinking bout the pain and the trauma that I done been through Thankful for all the islands and countries that we done been to If it wasn't for all my accolades and n**s 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' cover all my scars like I'm Meek Mill Drake got life I pay the lawyer damn I hope he beat peal Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still They tearing down the real ones You ain't never had a gangsta baby come and feel one Say you ain't no real killer n** till you kill one I came out the womb as one of them and I'm still one The syrup running over I pour all my feelings and emotions in a soda She said that she love me but I fear she got a motive Would you suck my dick the way you do if I was local 21 4L I throw the rock up like I'm hova N**s shot me up I put the hood on my shoulder Ima 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 bridges he ain't never seen a hoster Mama always working his environment done coached him And bout five thousand dollars n** he'll toast ya Running round hungry should of turned you to a soldier They can't wait to kill you and kill whoever post you He fighting a case he swear that him and God closer Soon as he get free you turning right back to a vulture Thugging in these streets n** I can't blame ya Trying to feed your fam dog I can't blame ya Product of environment so I can't shame ya I'm just like you but I got famous If I had a superpower I would save ya We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors