Real Slattlanta

I ain't gone talk bout what I had
Cuz I'd be bragging bout yo bitch
I ain't saying that we rich
But dawg we havin in this bitch
Rock Armani with the rafs
Bitch I'm trapping this shit
I ain't flexing taking pics
Tell my ex get off my dick
How you talking bout you trapping
Nd you ain't never seen a brick
I ain't cocky just two years ago I was out here selling nicks
Then two years before that I think I was out here hitting licks
And the gang ain't complete until they free my niggas tick
In too deep dawg I can't switch
Why my trigger finger itch
She left soon as I got sentenced why I won't never trust a bitch
Fuck a bitch
Get this bread
Don't want sex
Gimme head
He talk shit
Give him led
Why yo bitch in my bed
And she ask too many questions
Scared this bitch might be feds
I'ma live when im dead
Closed mouths don't get fed
What I learned bitch
If you can't swim then make sure nun yo bridges burn bitch
If I do not answer when you call just wait yo turn bitch
If I put this pistol in yo hand dawg please don't turn bitch
Niggas out here beef on Instagram but they ain't hurtin shit
Parents like son you just did a year and you ain't learn shit
Oh I ain't learn shit
I can't work until I'm 40 dawg I rather toat a 40
What you making in a year I prolly spent that on my shawty
Buy a pound
Blow it down
Make enough to go around
Ima buy her what she want long as she always hold it down
Ain't complacent
I got dreams that I'm chasin
I can't hear what you saying
All you saying is be patient
I ain't got no time for waiting
Cross the line and I erase him
Cross the line and I erase him

I'm that nigga that you needa answer
After I broke her heart she turned to a dancer
I know sum soldiers who carry round bandanas
You don't know what I done put inside this Fanta
I'm just a real nigga here in Atlanta
Just a young real niggas here in Atlanta
Only fuck wit real niggas here in Atlanta
In Atlanta
Circle right my money right you see comin up
Cameras that's see in the night it ain't no runnin up
Boy you sound like how you look
Dumb as fuck
Back from Houston wit da sprite and a double cup
Circle right my money right you see comin up
Cameras that's see in the night it ain't no runnin up
Boy you sound like how you look
Dumb as fuck
Back from Houston wit da sprite and a double cup
I'm that nigga that you needa answer
After I broke her heart she turned to a dancer
I know sum soldiers who carry round bandanas
You don't know what I done put inside this Fanta
I'm just a real nigga here in Atlanta
Just a young real niggas here in Atlanta
Only fuck wit real niggas here in Atlanta
In Atlanta



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Writer(s): Onyxis Caslin
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