Released: June 18, 2015
Songwriter: Raury
Producer: Dr. Dre
[Verse 1]
With all my southern soul has to offer
I speak upon the situation y'all have not acknowledged
Enough and yes i do it for the Chattahoochee water
And the oaks and Georgia forest that will hold me more than father
I do it for my enemies and partners
I do it for the truest side of music that's forgotten
I do it for the genius side of music in Atlanta and i'll be damned if i bothered by a nigga with a problem
No longer art it's just some people and their poison
Say you in the trap but that's not really where you boys be
Niggas wear a mask for the hood rich glory to be posted up on Noisey where that stupid ass noise be
Snorting coke and popping pussy is destroying the fabric
Why are advocating Vice for entertainment?
And they should be ashamed when they must taint a million brains because they want a couple clicks
Are you ordained to work for satan?
Turn around my Nigga look at pictures you be painting
So much power lies between the people and creation
But we just want money, So we all get to faking
Talking bout our ties with haitians and the streets so we could make it
Pray for Atlanta everybody wanna make it
The blackest city most of us would thrive but there's a matrix
Caucasians getting paid to magnify the things that make us see each other as opponents it's a source of self hatred
"I'm fresher than you nigga, you can't pop more bottles than me in Magic City man get your paper up nigga!"
Its the type of shit to get your ego on alarm
Make you turn around and sell some crack to someone's mum
Make you think that you gon have a fivesome at the prom
Get one shorty pregnant you not ready so you run
You don't even like her you don't even think she's pretty
And now she strips and she can't even work at Magic City
I did an interview with Kyle Kramer
He asked me how I think I'm gonna fit into Atlanta
I told I'm the side that's been forgotten by the clamor of the trashy motherfuckers degrading the city standard
The shit is really getting outta hand I'm
Gonna be the weirdest thing so niggas from my city won't feel like club hits are something that has to go in tandem to make it in Atlanta
Pray for Atlanta
[Verse 2]
Well
It's like I'm lost you see
Auctioning off my sanity
Damaging my relationships
Sorry I missed your call it seems
I'm not the boy I was yesterday that's the words that they claim I changed so they change on me kinda of rich but it rains on me
Somedays but money means nothing but we're convinced that it does because we're clubbing cussing screaming "It's all about the money!"
And brothers busting each other with guns they love it love it push it to radio feeding it to mind of the public
Dozens and dozens of poison rush over-flooding
Sound is more like a drug affecting the brain like Robotussin
I am the medicine predecessors benevolent guess they be believing me pressure is of the elements
But no not stressing been chilling getting my rest I got skeletons in my closet caressing the treasure chest
I've been touring and moving and shaking, free money making, heart breaking around the world
What is giving is what is taken
Got beef with the random entities hating
Thought of becoming Muslim
Life's too short to not enjoy bacon
Still i don't eat forever its on my plate and i guess i really can say i relate those who dislike its' tasting
But its our nature to seek out an opposition is human kind self-destructive necessitating the hatred to fill the balance?
I guess the yin and yang is within us and we can't hide it no matter how much we fake it
But i'm a zenned out master, actual rap blaster, After math class gassing in the car filled with laughter
There used to be a chapter when i was young and mad about a 100 million facts i'm unathletic and a bastard
But now it doesn't matter
I'm climbing up the ladder pockets fatter sleep like it aftermath and jet lagging
And you don't want this life bruh! and i would tell an asker of my life experience to be a doctor or an actor
I'm on an odyssey, under pressure i'm cracking
They watching me watching me watching, watching i know they watching me
Schizophrenia haunting me runs in my family
And we got some problems beyond the fact that we cannot seem to stick together forever watching our fathers leave
Mama sister and aunty and grandma was all i'd really see at all these family reunions
And since i'm booming i'm like the man of the clan with the family on my back
But we got nothing so this how i live
Thanks to my loans i made throughout college
Graduate in debt because of the interest piling, by the time i pay it off i got kids ready for college!
Living without profit, working like a slave for a man who's named Bobby
And Bobby went to Yale cause he's children of children children of children of children children who daddy help build the building
Building my shit from nothing tell me this world is fair
Staring you in the eyes
Don't you lie i might fucking lose it
Don't lie i might fucking lose it
Don't lie i might fucking lose it
Don't lie i might fucking
Fucking lose it
With all my southern soul has to offer
I speak upon the situation y'all have not acknowledged
Enough and yes i do it for the Chattahoochee water
And the oaks and Georgia forest that will hold me more than father
I do it for my enemies and partners
I do it for the truest side of music that's forgotten
I do it for the genius side of music in Atlanta and i'll be damned if i bothered by a nigga with a problem
No longer art it's just some people and their poison
Say you in the trap but that's not really where you boys be
Niggas wear a mask for the hood rich glory to be posted up on Noisey where that stupid ass noise be
Snorting coke and popping pussy is destroying the fabric
Why are advocating Vice for entertainment?
And they should be ashamed when they must taint a million brains because they want a couple clicks
Are you ordained to work for satan?
Turn around my Nigga look at pictures you be painting
So much power lies between the people and creation
But we just want money, So we all get to faking
Talking bout our ties with haitians and the streets so we could make it
Pray for Atlanta everybody wanna make it
The blackest city most of us would thrive but there's a matrix
Caucasians getting paid to magnify the things that make us see each other as opponents it's a source of self hatred
"I'm fresher than you nigga, you can't pop more bottles than me in Magic City man get your paper up nigga!"
Its the type of shit to get your ego on alarm
Make you turn around and sell some crack to someone's mum
Make you think that you gon have a fivesome at the prom
Get one shorty pregnant you not ready so you run
You don't even like her you don't even think she's pretty
And now she strips and she can't even work at Magic City
I did an interview with Kyle Kramer
He asked me how I think I'm gonna fit into Atlanta
I told I'm the side that's been forgotten by the clamor of the trashy motherfuckers degrading the city standard
The shit is really getting outta hand I'm
Gonna be the weirdest thing so niggas from my city won't feel like club hits are something that has to go in tandem to make it in Atlanta
Pray for Atlanta
[Verse 2]
Well
It's like I'm lost you see
Auctioning off my sanity
Damaging my relationships
Sorry I missed your call it seems
I'm not the boy I was yesterday that's the words that they claim I changed so they change on me kinda of rich but it rains on me
Somedays but money means nothing but we're convinced that it does because we're clubbing cussing screaming "It's all about the money!"
And brothers busting each other with guns they love it love it push it to radio feeding it to mind of the public
Dozens and dozens of poison rush over-flooding
Sound is more like a drug affecting the brain like Robotussin
I am the medicine predecessors benevolent guess they be believing me pressure is of the elements
But no not stressing been chilling getting my rest I got skeletons in my closet caressing the treasure chest
I've been touring and moving and shaking, free money making, heart breaking around the world
What is giving is what is taken
Got beef with the random entities hating
Thought of becoming Muslim
Life's too short to not enjoy bacon
Still i don't eat forever its on my plate and i guess i really can say i relate those who dislike its' tasting
But its our nature to seek out an opposition is human kind self-destructive necessitating the hatred to fill the balance?
I guess the yin and yang is within us and we can't hide it no matter how much we fake it
But i'm a zenned out master, actual rap blaster, After math class gassing in the car filled with laughter
There used to be a chapter when i was young and mad about a 100 million facts i'm unathletic and a bastard
But now it doesn't matter
I'm climbing up the ladder pockets fatter sleep like it aftermath and jet lagging
And you don't want this life bruh! and i would tell an asker of my life experience to be a doctor or an actor
I'm on an odyssey, under pressure i'm cracking
They watching me watching me watching, watching i know they watching me
Schizophrenia haunting me runs in my family
And we got some problems beyond the fact that we cannot seem to stick together forever watching our fathers leave
Mama sister and aunty and grandma was all i'd really see at all these family reunions
And since i'm booming i'm like the man of the clan with the family on my back
But we got nothing so this how i live
Thanks to my loans i made throughout college
Graduate in debt because of the interest piling, by the time i pay it off i got kids ready for college!
Living without profit, working like a slave for a man who's named Bobby
And Bobby went to Yale cause he's children of children children of children of children children who daddy help build the building
Building my shit from nothing tell me this world is fair
Staring you in the eyes
Don't you lie i might fucking lose it
Don't lie i might fucking lose it
Don't lie i might fucking lose it
Don't lie i might fucking
Fucking lose it
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