Forever I Love Atlanta (Interlude)

Billion dollar nigga
I signed myself
Me and Al was on the Westside in the Temp
Nigga no bap
I swear
I swear

Comme
Chrome
Bullets
Ya dome
No new friends
Leave me alone
Cant trust it
Don't talk on the phone
Smokin opps
Got me high like a drone
Market bad
Finna buy me a home
Pass the bitch off like Patty Mahomes
My young niggas getting rich off clothes
Sneak
Geek
Watch yo
Freak
Take my bitch on a trip for a week
She wanna go to Aruba that's cheap
'gon buy her some Birkin's
Not sneaks
Got her lookin real bossy in meetings
Shooter know protocol
He ain't tripping
Only call when the job get finished
Sliding off in that big body motherfucker
This the GLESki
West coast niggas calling it the Tonka
Play with the racks man I cannot fumble
It shouldn't have happened
Man RIP Trouble
Chinchilla with the fur
Like OG Double
Blowin up like a missile
They ain't see it
I wipe my ass with these hunnits
Cause they don't got no meaning

If it ain't about the money or the family
What's the reason
If it ain't about the money or the family
What's the reason
If it ain't about the money or the family
What's the reason
If it ain't about the money or the family
What's the reason
If it ain't about the money or the family
What's the reason
What's the reason



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Ogunnowo
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