I will always pray for you, Atlanta
Yeah, yeah we crankin' this for all tha G's on the east side
We doin' this for all the Gangstas on the west side
We doin this for all the kings on the south side
Yo, and it's on A-T-L and it's on
A-T-L, A-T-L it't on, and it's on ATL it's on, and it's on, it's on
As I look at you road from the window
Reminesing on the places that I been yo
On the road doin' shows fuckin' thugged out
Crank tha club up get a playa drug out
This is clear though, on the road pleasin' my fans
From city to city sometimes it's hard man
My girl is 'bound to have me trippin though
She tellin me she love me more than I will ever know
I miss tha crib yo, I'm in the streets
Doin' shows four nights out tha week
Yeah, sometimes the king misses his own throne
Pastor Troy and I miss home, A-T-L
Atlanta, I'll rep for you, I'll always be there for you
