Yeah
Yeah, let me see what it's come to
Ain't it fu*ked up? This is what it's come to
Yeah, sh*t
Ain't it fu*ked up? This is what it's come to
Yeah, ayy
And I guess this is what it's come to
sh*t, uh
In the fire I reside like the money do
ni**as'll try wearin' wires at the rendez-vous
Don't nothin', kill ni**as like needin' money do
For nothin', peel ni**as, you sweet as honey dew
Ain't never been ashamed to look off in the mirror
At all my fears and imperfections, made 'em disappear
People weird, be projectin' all they insecurities
Whatever they say he did he did
That sh*t I'm fu*kin' sure of it
Behind the foreign cars, clothes and expensive jewelry
I got a heart made of gold, motives be the purest
And they say hell have no fury like a woman's scorn
fu*k that, I'm crankin' up the jury, who you lyin' on shawty?
Extortion, is that what you got your mind on, shawty?
Tell 'em, "Get it how you live, shawty, I ain't goin' for it"
I'ma take it all away, every day of the week
Bet you thought this sh*t was sweet and I would pay in a week
And you could take this sh*t or leave it, I'm just sayin' my piece
Been look at all the traffic when you play in the street
Go put your face and reputation on it
These kinda claims deserve more than anonymous
Provocation conversations, don't it?
They say let's hit him with the one-two
You see how many ni**as this been done to
Speak for the people, all you did, we can undo
Welcome to the Pro-Intel Part Two, damn, this is what it's come too
Yeah
Damn, and this is what it's come to
Uh, sh*t
Ain't it fu*ked up? This is what it's come to
Uh, ayy, ayy-ayy
Man, I guess this is what it's come to
Hahaha, sh*t
Hahaha
Okay
Yachts on the Atlantic, please, let's not misunderstand it
I keep none against they will, if they leave that's they disadvantage
b*tch, I'm above and beyond, Libra scales to see my key on
Heebie Jeebie, be gone
And see all the bullsh*t she on
Approach me with that hoe sh*t, high step on that hoe like Deion
I see chivalry and misogyny
Is quite adjacent obviously
The object of the game is kill the king
So 'til the blade meet my neck on the guillotine
But I'ma be, standin' tall like a statue (Huh)
ni**a fu*k that, "He say, she say"
If the receipts, say that sh*t ain't factual
I was built for all this sh*t, God sent me here with a mission
That's somethin' can't let no human or no demon interfere with
In your feelings, can't conceal it
Broke your spirit tryna heal it
That's the real Atlanta
Lot of rich white folks up in Buckhead, wanna steal Atlanta
Kill and destroy everything that feel Atlanta
fu*k that, I'm still Atlanta
Since Meech was puttin' up billboards, facin' double bodies
And 12 was askin' me about him but I stayed solid
They bust my house and found a gun, I was on probation
All 'cause I wouldn't participate in they investigation
I went to jail for a year, height of my career
But by the time I made it home, he got his case thrown out
I told him then, "Maybe you should chill"
He said, "Listen Tip, if ballin' why they want me
I'ma be ballin' 'til they get me"
Had to digest what he said, let it sit a minute
Had to respect it, sh*t, like it or not at least he committed
Willing to face whatever consequences for his vision
While I'm up against some lyin' ass b*tches, damn, this is what it's come too
Yeah
Damn, and this is what it's come to, hmm
Ain't it fu*ked up? This is what it's come to
Ayy, damn
Man, I guess this is what it's come to
sh*t