Finish the verse
Once upon a time all of us were in chains...
homies still doubled down, calling us some slaves. Atlanta was the mecca, building railroads and trains, bare with me for second, let me put yall on game.
I aint never rep'd a set baby...
can't do no wrong, I can clean up good baby...
To the window...to the wall...
til the sweat drop down my ----...tell all these