Atlantic

Ooh

(This shit Mighty Prynce, boy)

Money cost more than most things

Ain't too far from rope strings

Explosives, gold rings, dope fiends

Can't keep track of my proceeds

Money's no more than commas

Keeping us all on collars

Why some boi turn robbers

Probably why mans want problems

Money cost more than most things

Ain't too far from rope strings

Explosives, gold rings, dope fiends

Can't keep track of my proceeds

Money's no more than dollars

No black lovable scholars

All of our girls need mamas

All of our boys need fathers

I'm feeling like a private eye and shit

Trying to find a better diet

Rich in all the iron, vitamins and finer things

I been blind but nigga, I'm assigned to where the driver sits

Disarm me way before the crisis hits

How I'm gon' make my own survival kit?

Don't wanna think about what lies amid?

'Cause they got trouble making rent

And they gon' struggle with they tenant

And they gon' run to taking bets

They lost and they'd be better off just sailing west, nah

But the soil stained flaming red

And grass cover it, buildings cover it

Got these mansions out in US cities

Probably mans under it, niggas under it

Feel me, fuck it, this a war zone

Coated with law and order

Silencing war is a taller order

Travel the path with a water border

Know that the bath been the water courses

Trained from the past, we was not important

And we ain't eat average, we grovel porridge

Now we know that that cash is chaotic orbit, and we

Never seen Atlanta but we travelled the Atlantic

All my ancestors vanished, all aboard this here Titanic

I just hope they didn't panic

(Where did I come from)

I just know they didn't panic

(Where do we come from)

I just know they didn't