[Intro]

Grrah, grrah grrah

AMG

Sparkin' for King Ant nigga

Grrah

[Chorus]

I bust her ass and before I can nut tell her, "Turn around", so I can bust on her face

We see them blue and red lights in the rear view, tell muddy "Don't pull over, we on a chase"

If that bitch actin' like she can't line a nigga, find your way to the bank and open up a Chase

How you fold up and act like you real to this day? Niggas delusional, I swear this shit is fake

[Verse]

Had to open my eyes so I see all of the hate

Said she love me, don't know if it's real or it's fake

Free Bdot and Skutta and free Ally Woo

Free KG, and [?] and Big Body Woon

Niggas doubted me, nigga, so watch what I do

I been spinnin' like ion got nun' to losе

Bro told me, "Focus up, stay in the stu'

How you actin' like you don't got nun' to provе?"

Goin' through things that I cannot explain

So how I'm 'pose to really explain it to you?

Bro told me anytime I wanna slide

He told me to call him 'cause he comin' too

And niggas they talk about how they gon' harm me

But them niggas know that's one thing they can't do

And I'm really hopin' that y'all niggas don't start

Preparin' myself what I'ma have to do

Told the opp bitch to come here and get on her knees

If she do the right thing, I fly her overseas

Shot hit his back, he fell down to his knees

Promotin' the violence, disturbin' the peace

All you heard was the sirens, gun shots and police

How you get in the booth knowin' you got no scenes?

How you gon' say you my mans

Then when I turn my back you always talkin' about me?

I ain't eat-, I ain't eat in a couple days, my stomach weak

Catch a robbery just to put me on my feet

The shit that I went through you couldn't imagine

The land of Albany is not for the weak

One more, that's a advanced UAV

Think we fightin'? Watch how I back out my G

Why would you think that you could box with me?

Walkin' back and forth 'cause I got ADHD

I been learnin' that patience is really the key

I been fightin' these demons, I can't go to sleep

All the shit that I did it haunt me in my dreams

I be questionin' it if I got PTSD

Brodie my dawg, I let him off the leash

If he get him, he got him, then it's 'Rest in peace'

Keep a .9 like I'm Rondo, 'cause I play for keeps

But I'm Ray Allen, Game 6, I'm on the Heat

Bro put his shot up but he missed his three

Criss-cross the rebound, he pass it to me

I was contested and they had they hands up

But fuck it, I still hit the game winnin' three

Albany gang, nigga, big AMG

Sparkin' for King Ant, ballin' for JB

Even though we had the stolley, we ain't had no gas money so we had to walk on feet

Only slidin' for niggas who slidin' for me

If you ain't pop that perc she wouldn't be deceased

If Richie and Gio ain't go to them parties, they would've never died, you can't disagree

One Ape, two Jets in a black SUV

We in the 'Ville, like, where the Gz?

What's in the air? Dead niggas I steam

I do it doley I don’t need no team

[Chorus]

I bust her ass and before I can nut tell her, "Turn around", so I can bust on her face

We see them blue and red lights in the rear view tell muddy, "Don't pull over, we on a chase"

If that bitch actin' like she can't line a nigga, find your way to the bank and open up a Chase

How you fold up and act like you real to this day niggas delusional, I swear this shit is fake