2 Live & Die in the A Video (MV)

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To live and die in the A
Where everyday is Saturday, them bastards play with a sack
No dad to pave the way, they played in the trap
Can't knock a nigga hustle, million ways to get it and you picked to struggle?
Down on your dick you see who really love you
Arguments turned to scuffles
And as we aged, niggas grabbed the gauge
The coolest niggas chilling in the grave
And I'll be the first to say I'm sad to say the city ain't full of saints like latter day
Black rage and black mags turn black kids to hashtags
On the outside looking in, they swear we superstars
Pull-up in coupes to bars to flex and stunt, no intentions on getting drunk
Cocky as ever but forever humble
'Cause we can never forget the jungles we struggled through
Had to rumble, gained respect with your W's
Any L's, chalk it up
Put pride in the side you from, when it's time toss it up
Make a toast for the city that do the most
The Hennessy giving me Castlegate and biscayne memories
Feelin' me? To live and die in the A!
To live and die in the A, it's the place to be
You've gotta be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
To live and die in the A, it's the place to be
You've gotta be there to know it, what everybody wanna see. Yeah
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They love calling this shit black Hollywood, but hardly could compare
That draco louder than a Harley, or Bob Marley, the city scarred me
And gifts come with curses like birth come with hearses
Your day was written the same day you was given, we ain't trippin' just livin'
For the momento, might hoop at central, then hit the mall
Lenox of course, be looking like Hip Hop awards
Star studded, car flooded with cold blooded kids who ain't expect to see yesterday
Strip you naked just to have it on they resumé
Out of towner's swear they hip, but we all know it's a facade
Lame as hell thinking ATL is NewNew and Rashad
But they don't know no better, thinking we country but we oh so clever
Been runnin' the game since Bush was f*ckin' with planes
Got everybody tryna run in our lane
And I know you can't stand it, but Atlanta and the culture one in the same, said Mr.Perfect. The perfect nigga to do this song, with all passion
'Cause my pen game like Endgame, see it in live action
To live and die in the A!
To live and die in the A, it's the place to be
You've gotta be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
To live and die in the A, it's the place to be
You've gotta be there to know it, what everybody wanna see. Yeah
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And it wouldn't be A-T-L-A-N-T-A without the dancers
Shorty's who went from undergrad to stuffing ones in duffle bags
Initially, majored in nursing
But in hindsight, money and limelight swayed her for certain
It be like that sometimes, don't judge 'em though
We love 'em bro, they just tryna eat
Remember chasing trucks for sweets without no socks on my feet
Now I lock in for weeks to treat beats like strangers on the street
No remorse, of course I snatched it 'cause they ain't passing the torch
Got the soul of the Nat in my raps, what we lack in this sport is authenticity
Even my favorites from the town watered down
Divine how I was placed here, my family wasn't based here
My bones was made here, watched fakers get put in they place here
Hope y'all get used to my back, 'cause that's where the city sittin' at
I'm used to the cap, all these niggas be spittin' that
Ain't tripping 'cause the south embraced the kid
Was destined to win since my daddy brought me down here in '98 to live
And I'm gone die in the A!
To live and die in the A, it's the place to be
You've gotta be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
To live and die in the A, it's the place to be
You've gotta be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
Yeah