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11pm in atlanta - omari m'$ lyrics

[intro]

omari m’$ n-gga
last don n-gga
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah

[verse 1]

these n-ggas talkin’ crazy, lately i been getting paid
i’m on the grind,, i’m chasing cake and dodging hate
this sh-t a paper chase, and ya’ll ain’t in the race
so f-ck up out my face, ain’t tryna catch another case

just copped another eighth, i’m in another state
we f-ck and smoke a blunt, she call that sh-t a date
i’m drinking ace of spades
she drinking lemonade
she thinking that she bey
i’m thinking that i’m jay

we leave the room a mess i think we needa get a maid
when i hit her from the back i swear the sh-t feel like a lake
illest n-gga in my city, sicker than a b-tch with aids
told my doc i’m seeing ghosts, he said i needa get a wraith

f-ck it
my n-gga got it, never need to tuck it
italia on my belt and it match the gucci bucket
told ya b-tch one rule, if she touch it, gotta suck it
and she knowing i’ma dip as soon, as a n-gga bust it

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it’s 11 in atlanta and a n-gga up to something
pulling on this wood, while i’m waiting on my cousin
posted in the cut, staying low, i ain’t stunting
plotting on the world, i’m turning something outta nothing
man these n-ggas chasing p-ssy and my n-ggas chasing hundreds
lobster with the shrimp, champagne up in my stomach
i ain’t ducking none these n-ggas, but i’m busy cash running
11 in atlanta and a n-gga up to something

[verse 2]

if it ain’t about a dollar than i cannot pay attention
probably making b-tches holla, i ain’t even say a sentence
ain’t do this by myself, i swear to god this is a blessing
thats why i put him first and everything is coming second

front row, im at the garden, i’m sitting right next to spikye
my jacket european i’m rocking the latest nikes
couple thou up on the knicks and they doing they sh-t tonight
bout to make my money double, n-gga welcome to my life

man these b-tches outta sight, and they bringing me all my plays
reall they could get the pipe, but they getting all in the way
need them presidents that’s white, but blue all in the face
leave my soul up on the mic and then i go on bout my day

im in the city on my dolo
n-gga moving solo
never drinking pink but ya n-gga moving slow mo
seen ya b-tch in person she was asking for a photo
sold a couple thousand i ain’t even pay for promo

{hook]

[verse 3]

im in jersey with my brothers, these n-ggas i used to get it with
up and down 95, moving like we immigrants
travel back and forth, bring my music, we was getting lit
yonkers probably gambling but understand im getting chips

my shorty in the a, she probably thinking that im cheating
really im getting bent and blowing money for the weekend
my n-ggas they was starving now im making sure they eating
i heard that money talks thats why these n-ggas never speaking

the scrilla got her creeping and you dying on the inside
she topped me in the audi cause she love the way the whip drive
marijuana puffing while im feeling on her thick thighs
thuggin in the coupe, cause you know i love to switch rides

im getting high
you getting by
had to tell ya sister bye
said i broke her f-cking heart, pray to god a n-gga die

put a ribbon in the sky, im listening to stevie
most them n-ggas talking down, deep inside they wanna be me

[hook]

- omari m lyrics

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