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(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Seem like I take three steps forward, five steps back I'm perfectin' how I do it, I ain't tryna move back Just wanted to show you I could do it, I had to prove that Big trucks on the road, move like the president I know everybody wanna win I know they don't like how I hopped and put 'em on the bench I don't give my niggas handouts, put 'em in position Never been a crab, I wan' see all my niggas winnin' I told them if they sleep now, then later, don't wake up It's crazy, even in the Wraith, I'm ridin' with a gun And lately, I been surroundin' myself with day-ones Know they'll spray for me Hot, where you got this beat? ATL Jacob I be thinkin' 'bout paper every day I wake up And it don't even feel right when I be tryna lay up Real shooters move in silence, come around, don't say nothin' Real shooters move in silence I ain't got no feelings, I'm feeling robotic I ain't scared, I ain't fearin' nobody This how I gotta play it, they ain't give me no option Well, let 'em drop then Bust it down, go fill that Rollie up with rocks Letras de cancionesEver since a juvenile, I been duckin', dodgin' from the cops They wanna do me now 'cause I'm happy and gettin' guap Thinkin' how it used to be, we see you leave and hit your spot We used to be in and out, got features for them benjis now I can't even do nothin' but smile, I conquered and I hit the top They say, "Hotboii, you be actin' strange, kinda different now" They ain't tell you I got several ways, I'm a Gemini I told them if they sleep now, then later, don't wake up It's crazy, even in the Wraith, I'm ridin' with a gun And lately, I been surroundin' myself with day-ones Know they'll spray for me Hot, where you got this beat? ATL Jacob I be thinkin' 'bout paper every day I wake up And it don't even feel right when I be tryna lay up Real shooters move in silence, come around, don't say nothin' From Letras Mania