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(G.Ry Got Me) I just been goin' through these phases (Hit-Boy) 4AM in Atlanta, I'm headed to a different time zone (Time zone) How my life changed overnight, it got my mind done Too real for me to hide alone, start trippin' when I ride alone (Solo) Like a traffic guard, you in these streets, you gotta know what side you on I grew up off 81s, dodgin' hearst but the streets made me (Chi-Town) Lost some friends to death, life, the shit crazy (It is) It's some niggas who ain't even met my mama, that think they madе me (What?) But we all goin' through phases, I just can't lеt that shit phase me Lately, I been talkin' to God daily, prayin' that He might save me Seen my dawg sneak disses on the 'Gram, I'm like, "She can't be" Never thought my bitch'll switch up on me, 'cause she ain't me Quick to speak down on my name but quiet when it's time to thank me We ride with no assurance, like ridin' with no insurance (Skrr) But I gotta make them pay, just talk to me like [?] (Pay up) Treat the code like it's law, ifou break it, I'm like the jurist I know my past a little dirty, my heart still one of the purest I'm still tryna wait for my mama 'nem, she feelin' weak and I'm fake strong Big Dreez when I'm Lil' Drea when I'm at the crib, in my safe zone Need a five-star life, jet trips, gang eatin' down to the steak bone Coulda sold out for a bankroll but I knew it wasn't gon' take long Letras de canciones4AM in Atlanta, I'm headed to a different time zone How my life changed overnight, it got my mind done Too real for me to hide alone, start trippin' when I ride alone Like a traffic guard, you in these streets, you gotta know what side you on I grew up off 81s, dodgin' hearst but the streets made me Lost some friends to death, life, the shit crazy It's some niggas who ain't even met my mama, that think they made me But we all goin' through phases, I just can't let that shit phase me I'm in a black truck, two middle fingers up I feel like I'm Tupac, I've been backed up Everybody 'round me keep telllin' me cool out, gotta stack up Got at least a hunnid stuffed inside a shoebox And I ain't goin' hard enough if I don't wake up to a new opp (I ain't) My pops the realest nigga I know, I think this shit was genetic (Yeah) Buy you a chain, I gotta know that you forever indebted (One hunnid) Rather be respected, fuck if I don't fit the aesthetic I been runnin' this shit, I couldn't fake it with a prosthetic They said the price was high so I raised it (Raised it) Stayed down, patient like it was a waitlist (Waitlist) Best friend hit my phone and said I'm changin' I just been goin' through these phases 4AM in Atlanta, I'm headed to a different time zone (Time zone) How my life changed overnight, it got my mind done Too real for me to hide alone, start trippin' when I ride alone (Solo) Like a traffic guard, you in these streets, you gotta know what side you on I grew up off 81s, dodgin' hearst but the streets made me Lost some friends to death, life, the shit crazy It's some niggas who ain't even met my mama, that think they made me But we all goin' through phases, I just can't let that shit phase me From Letras Mania