I always pray for you, Atlanta
Yeah, yeah, we crankin' this for all tha G's on the side We doin' this for all the Gangstas on the west We doin' this for all the kings on the south Yo, and it's on ATL and on ATL, ATL on, and it's on ATL it's on, and it's on, it's on
As I look at you from the window on the places that I been yo On the road shows fuckin' thugged out tha club up get a playa drug out
This is though, on the road pleasin' my fans city to city sometimes it's hard man My girl is 'bound to have me trippin' She tellin' me she love me more than I ever know
I miss tha crib yo, I'm in the Doin' shows nights out tha week Yeah, sometimes the king misses his own Troy and I miss home, ATL
Atlanta, rep for you always be there for you Atlanta, rep for you I'll always be for you
I done more hotels than my house I done seen my boy runnin' his mouth I it sound crazy but baby, understand night, I'm out at least ten grand
So we can rock Vuitton and have fun While puttin' up a fun for my son And we sip we sip Dom Perignon And we dip, it's [Incomprehensible]
I know sometime it feel like I am headed for the cheese And every time you wanna chill like I up and gotta leave But baby, I am your king and the crib is my I can't wait I get back home, to ATL
Atlanta, rep for you I'll always be for you Atlanta, rep for you I'll always be there for you, yeah,