ATL

Put my bitch in European leather Hope you hear me write my open letter I might miss the bitch but I don't sweat her I been missing home I miss Atlanta Bitch with me so thats the queen of Atlanta Bitch with me so it ain't nothing to be scared of I know Keisha, I'm the king of Atlanta Free Young Thugger, free king slime out the slammer Rest in peace to Lil Keed, rest in peace Jovita I know you know who that is if you from Atlanta If you from Atlanta If you from Atlanta I still get cold fuck I get cold as fuck in Atlanta anyway I just go roll it up I could roll it up, and then smoke it to the face I got some shooters down in Clayco They gon' shoot it at ya motherfucking face Put my bitch in European leather Hope you hear me write my open letter I might miss the bitch but I don't sweat her I been missing home I miss Atlanta If you Atlanta you gon' need to keep Beretta If I step outside you gon' need to keep umbrella Reason why is 'cause my drip fly, I'm like a propeller I got close with all the tellers that's down in Atlanta It was bound to happen, they know my withdrawal schedule I got close with all the dealers 'cause they all my brothers I been fighting all my demons, talking to the devil I been hanging round some demons, some of 'em my brothers Rest in peace to a couple of my brothers Rest in peace I wish that I could still hug them Need to visit my home back in Atlanta Need to go back home, kiss my grandma Atlanta Atlanta Atlanta