Birmingham to Atlanta Songtext
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Birmingham to Atlanta Songtext
Everything I do
I show up then I show out
I had big dreams
Of selling me a show out
28 to 3 at halftime
A blowout
And for the dead homies
Crack a bottle pour out
They say when shit get rough
You better strap in
I was raised to be so tough
I say aight then
If you don′t like what you seeing
You should change the channel
Game wasn't ready
Gave em everything that they could handle
Just a quick trip from Birmingham to Atlanta
Just a quick trip from Birmingham to Atlanta
They say this is a big rich town
But I ain′t never ever seen that side
They wanna see me down down down
But ain't no damn way
Shawty that's a big lie
Boy you wildin′
If you think you bout to stop this
I′m here to save the game
Cause lately it's some hot piss
I′m on the interstate
Got the Chevy wide open
Neph just blazed up
Damn he smokin on that potent
They was sleepin
But I'm hoping that I got em woken
Chucky Cheese ass niggas
Scrapin′ for them tokens
You got the power in yo hand
You need to take advantage
Life is short
Tomorrow you could wake up
Then you vanish
If you put God first
You livin' life without no panic
I′m trying to break the curse
They dozing like they taking Xanax
If you don't like what you seein
You should change the channel
Game wasn't ready
Gave em everything that they could handle
Just a quick trip from Birmingham to Atlanta
Just a quick trip from Birmingham to Atlanta
Birmingham to Atlanta
Birmingham to Atlanta
My pops rode off in that hearse
I hope he get to heaven
I see them J′s in front the store
Sippin′ 211
I do everything within my power
Try to help em
We could all be gone tomorrow
If you love em tell em
Gimme my flowers
While I'm living on this wicked planet
We all on borrowed time
It ain′t no way that we can plan it
I'm just tryna get it in
Them haters they can′t stand in
I got a gift and it damn sho
Didn't come from Santa
On that road again
From Birmingham to Atlanta
Birmingham to Atlanta
I show up then I show out
I had big dreams
Of selling me a show out
28 to 3 at halftime
A blowout
And for the dead homies
Crack a bottle pour out
They say when shit get rough
You better strap in
I was raised to be so tough
I say aight then
If you don′t like what you seeing
You should change the channel
Game wasn't ready
Gave em everything that they could handle
Just a quick trip from Birmingham to Atlanta
Just a quick trip from Birmingham to Atlanta
They say this is a big rich town
But I ain′t never ever seen that side
They wanna see me down down down
But ain't no damn way
Shawty that's a big lie
Boy you wildin′
If you think you bout to stop this
I′m here to save the game
Cause lately it's some hot piss
I′m on the interstate
Got the Chevy wide open
Neph just blazed up
Damn he smokin on that potent
They was sleepin
But I'm hoping that I got em woken
Chucky Cheese ass niggas
Scrapin′ for them tokens
You got the power in yo hand
You need to take advantage
Life is short
Tomorrow you could wake up
Then you vanish
If you put God first
You livin' life without no panic
I′m trying to break the curse
They dozing like they taking Xanax
If you don't like what you seein
You should change the channel
Game wasn't ready
Gave em everything that they could handle
Just a quick trip from Birmingham to Atlanta
Just a quick trip from Birmingham to Atlanta
Birmingham to Atlanta
Birmingham to Atlanta
My pops rode off in that hearse
I hope he get to heaven
I see them J′s in front the store
Sippin′ 211
I do everything within my power
Try to help em
We could all be gone tomorrow
If you love em tell em
Gimme my flowers
While I'm living on this wicked planet
We all on borrowed time
It ain′t no way that we can plan it
I'm just tryna get it in
Them haters they can′t stand in
I got a gift and it damn sho
Didn't come from Santa
On that road again
From Birmingham to Atlanta
Birmingham to Atlanta
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