MMA Lyrics

Aw yeah

M-M-A

A-T-L-A-N-T-A

Ridin' through the city of Atlanta

Ridin' through the east side of the A

Yeah

Money makin' all on the agenda

Went from gettin' paid two times a month

To three, four times a day

I can drop that off right now, meet me off Candler

Juuggin' I just pray I don't get jammed up

Do this shit right here to feed my fam yeah

Gotta hold them down I'm like an anvil

Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway

Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery

Money makin' African for sure

And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold

Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway

Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery

Money makin' African for sure

And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold

Free my nigga Nellz free my dawg Rambo

They put it on the line, they took that gamble

How you tryna win You don't take chances

And labels ain't been givin' no advances

Oh no

My niggas don't take L's we take advantage

Since 21 been out here like a savage

I ain't always used to have it

I don't take this shit for granted

It's happenin' like I planned it cause a nigga never panicked

Worked all my life to be unemployed

My 9-to-5 is now null and void

Quit my job they say I jumped the gun

But when you ballin' bitches jump for joy

Play it safe then I play myself

And what they pay me might delay my wealth

shit

And sometimes you gotta take a gamble

Nellz home free my nigga Rambo

It ain't about the cash you can cancel

No more food stamps just stamps on the passport

If it ain't about the cash, you can cancel

Just a young nigga that

Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway

Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery

Money makin' African for sure

And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold

Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway

Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery

Money makin' African for sure

And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold

Aw Yeah

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