can be miles away & i still think bout you , you on my mind in london

I’m not from the United States I’m from Atlanta

Happy 404 Day love my city

and i wish it wasn’t true , you got me beat wit dat

idk how you stayed down wit me , that shit you pulled was enough for me to gtf

you’re faking with him , tell him who really has your mind

still got some shit that i can’t fix , stand over em bet he cry if he slip

she say k5 it’s two of you , k5 when he sober & k5 off zot

shawty bad , could be wit her but i fuck her & dismiss her

Lost a good girl behind this

can’t let no nigga take my life , niggas get drenched behind me

i gave her a wedding ring and dat bitch aint my wife fa nan

i cut this girl off a million times , we still talking

he wanna be in that paint , dunk the rim off the glass

why you faking like you through wit me ? wouldn’t leave if it was two of me

bro hit all his shots , look like he got em a zen

pushed everybody away just for you to stay & you still left what more could you want

you give me a place to call home