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Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah

Chorus
And I say, every day I wake up with my mind on this money
Promise, when I get it, can't nobody take it from me
Real Atlanta nigga, get you knocked off with your attitude
Never had no pet, but I got dog food, cash rules

Verse 1
On my momma, all I know 'bout is these drugs
When she at work, and I'm right outside with them thugs
Yeah, I got friends, some of 'em blue, some of 'em Bloods
So I'ma pick up on the flag just because
Imagine what it's like to wake up every day and know you don't belong
Peer pressure got me ridin', got me on the tag-along
Fuck these hoes and get this money, that's the only theme song
Even if I don't agree, I know it's bool to play along
I can't go out like no bitch, I'm not no punk, I'm no peon
I'm no gangsta, I'm no dealer, but my niggas put me on
What I really got to lose when I go home and lights ain't on
For some money, I'll finesse you, don't push me, might crack your dome

Bridge
Uh
All my real niggas to the left, all my real bitches to the right
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
That muhfucka too hard Yeah, said
All my real niggas to the left, all my real bitches to the right
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah

Chorus
And I say, every day I wake up with my mind on this money
Promise, when I get it, can't nobody take it from me
Real Atlanta nigga, get you knocked off with your attitude
Never had no pet, but I got dog food, cash rules

Verse 2
Yeah, double life shawty, I know that I'm wrong
I know I can't put none of this bullshit in my songs
I repent to God and ask Him, please, to write my wrongs, hol' up
Here go the work hittin' my phone, hittin' my phone, yeah
I don't wanna live like this
Momma raised me better, yeah, guilt trip like this
How did it get like this
Pray to God, hope He forgive this shit
Wanna run away right now
Out of the city, I wanna forget this shit
Runnin' away from a early death
Knowin' that I can outlive this shit
I don't wanna live like this
Momma raised me better, yeah, guilt trip like this
How did it get like this
Pray to God, hope He forgive this shit
I wanna run away right now
Out of the city, I wanna forget this shit
Runnin' away from a early death
Knowin' that I can outlive this shit

Bridge
Uh
All my real niggas to the left, all my real bitches to the right
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Like I just muhfuckin' said, that muhfucka too hard Yeah, said
All my real niggas to the left, all my real bitches to the right
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah

Chorus
And I said, every day I wake up with my mind on this money
Promise, when I get it, can't nobody take it from me
Real Atlanta nigga, get you knocked off with your attitude
Never had no pet, but I got dog food, cash rules

Outro
Never had no pet, but I got dog food, cash rules
Never had no pet, but I got dog