Fulton County (feat. Quado B)

I bust a few curves off of Windsor
I'm feeling like a winner
Up and down Ralph David
Minding the business that pays me
I'm from the westside little baby

I'm from the A 'lil bitch, Yea 'nigga that Fulton County
I'll pick a 'negus up quicker than if my name was Bounty
So all y'all been thugging?
'Nah I highly doubt
Y'all 'niggas lame you not yourself so you can't hang around me
Know 'hella 'niggas that didn't make it that had the talent
This my salute to real 'negus that came up out it
They hate me?
I give 'em love because I know life a balance
Them young 'negus they need us
I put 'em on my back
Don't do no 'cappin when cameras out I don't even act
I got a Zoe
A high class 'lil lady that's
Bout that action
She make her moves
And she get that bag
If it ain't right the play come back
Yea she 'gone throw that flag
'C'mon
Yea my 'negus if you real you real
I do not talk to the law
My lips they stay sealed they sealed
Shoes too dirty 'homes
I'm all in the field the field

And I just keep it real
I ain't 'gone sign no deal 'cuz they don't know how to play
Yea
I just got a beat
I just cooked some shit up with Kwa
I'm 'gone take it one two three
Way back I in the day
'Niggas 'wanna talk but I'm like cool I'm like touché
I'm a keep it cool in a dark time I got my shades
'Niggas 'wanna play send 'em chop sticks just like parades
Yea
'Niggas don't 'wanna try me
These 'niggas tripping
I be balling can't get up in my league
My Glock it's just my ID
My right hand right beside me

'Quado B my 'patna 'dem the rest of y'all some pions
'Shawdy she the swoop her Falcons prime time like Dion
Big Mark from Forest Cove
He made it through them roads
She popping at the Flame
You know I'm 'tryna stroke her
Throw cash at Magic City all them 'bitties so 'sadity
I had an 01 Blazer always riding through the city
That was way back when I was filming with 'Quado on Landrum
Knew we had gifts for the westside
We bypassing Santa
Yea
'Nigga know where to find me
I always played it way too smart
Ain't have the time for Rice Street
Yea
We 'gone take 'em off they feet 'dawg
Have 'em shook like Brian Nichols in these streets 'dawg
Asé

And you know I play for keeps 'dawg
Shout out my 'patna like my 'woe
Shout out 'lil Steve 'dawg
You play wit me I'll give you a job like Steve Jobs
My brother just know we bearing arms
Drew them in Landrum Homes
Just keep them cameras on
Just keep them candles warm
'Cuz we'll light you up
Please don't play with us
We ain't come to fight
I know a 'nigga with a match
He'll strike you up
I keep it cool
I drank that lean
It's fucking up my kidney
I told 'em
If you ride with me
Why you ain't coming with me
And we gone spin this bitch around
Just like a 360
64 shots in my Glock just like I play on Disney
Woah
Please just hold your horses
I been riding in the Aston Martin
Please just hold the Porsches
They ain't give me no chances
So I left 'em with no choices
And big shout out to my 'mama
No abortion