4am In Atlanta

(Ayo, 10)

(Told the plug to send more, load me up like L3NO)

Yeah

You gotta pick that Trey Songz album, haha

Yeah, come over late night with your fine ass, I'm finna show you (I got somethin')

Bring your spend-the-night bag, you can stay, no further notice (you can stay)

You hurt my heart so bad, I know you some fine shit, but you goin' (you fine)

I'm the biggest in my city, man, how the fuck this nigga don't know me? (Dumbass, stupid)

Huh, call, yeah, call, call, she callin' me

Somethin' so pretty, you a goddess, you just one of one (one of one)

Let's not try to base it off of lust, sometimes I want your touch

Me and them don't even compare (never), send the money, I'll pay for your hair (yeah)

No trick, I'm P over here (I'm P), I'm a don, she run with 05th (gang)

Put in grind and work, the blood, the long nights, shit, I might even shed a tear (yeah, I did)

A bitch can't get in, but you had stayed, so now we just ballin' forever (you hear me?)

One chain on, I'm hittin' like Jalen Hurts

Stayed down, that pain hurts, I stuck my chest out through the worst, I get it (I get it)

Like granny gone, I can't believe, want you to see these millions (oh, yeah)

Raised a gangster, leader of the house, just take care of the women (you feel me?)

Uh, scream my name for me, you don't hear that pain comin'

Back-to-back in all this geek shit, you would think we high on somethin' (we is)

They ain't wanna let me in, ha, bitch, I'm in here now (yeah)

Real Atlanta jungle baby, play, I burn it to the ground (yeah)

Yeah, come over late night with your fine ass, I'm finna show you (I got somethin')

Bring your spend-the-night bag, you can stay, no further notice (you can stay)

You hurt my heart so bad, I know you some fine shit, but you goin' (you fine)

I'm the biggest in my city, man, how the fuck this nigga don't know me? (Dumbass, stupid)

Huh, call, yeah, call, call, she callin' me

Somethin' so pretty, you a goddess, you just one of one (one of one)

Let's not try to base it off of lust, sometimes I want your touch

Call, yeah, call, call, she callin' me

Call, yeah, call, call, she callin'

Whoever knew I'd be this lit off of just writin' lyrics? (Off of writin')

They ain't even want me at the top, I see it, they tryna break my spirit (tryna break it)

Hold my gun, I let you hear it (let you hear it), fuck a freak, I never care (I don't)

30 M's, I'm cuttin' my hair, bullseye, bow and arrow

30 bitches at Bolero (facts), walkin' down, my path is narrow (oh, yeah)

Know I can be so much bigger, me and mines'll never settle (we can't)

Classy, but she from the ghetto (ooh, yeah, uh-uh)

I just want the money, you can keep the fame, I'll stay inside the shadows (ooh, yeah)

Yeah, come over late night with your fine ass, I'm finna show you (I got somethin')

Bring your spend-the-night bag, you can stay, no further notice (you can stay)

You hurt my heart so bad, I know you some fine shit, but you goin' (you fine)

I'm the biggest in my city, man, how the fuck this nigga don't know me? (Dumbass, stupid)

Huh, call, yeah, call, call, she callin' me

Somethin' so pretty, you a goddess, you just one of one (one of one)

Let's not try to base it off of lust, sometimes I want your touch

Call, yeah, call, call, she callin' me

Call, yeah, call, call, she callin'