ATL (APPR3CIAT3 TH3 LOV3) Lyrics – Mike WiLL Made-It, 21 Savage

Read the complete ATL (APPR3CIAT3 TH3 LOV3) Lyrics by Mike WiLL Made-It and 21 Savage from the album R3SET along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Mike WiLL Made-It’s music, you can also explore STANDING O and TIM3, two other songs by Mike WiLL Made-It.

[Part I]

[Intro]
Woah, woah

[Verse 1]
Draco hit yo’ black and it make everybody the same height
We don’t sit around and wait, we spin that s*it the same night
How you claiming s*it that we did? These n!ggas chasing stripes
Bought the opp some buddy passes, all they ass be taking flight
I know cheap Glock got my back, I put CJ on my hat
Keep it though on River Road, go to (??) Settler Flats
Pick a ho up on Finnola, she keep asking where we at
Told her cut the music up and hide your face inside my lap
Real when all the steppers love me, I ain’t leave when it was ugly
Bеat time, posted at the buddiеs, up to shoot like Jared
[Dougly] (??)
Street smart, I had to study, out the mud like I play rugby

[Bridge]
Don’t you think just ’cause I rap I won’t put down this fu*king Skelly
I can’t lie, (??) taught me a lot of s*it I know
Try me at the Circle K, I shot up the whole fu*king store
I done been a lot of things, but I ain’t never been no ho
My brother keep on talking ’bout the murders, I’ma turn him ghost
Know my girl with me, but she do the most
Ride a lot of jets that I don’t care to post
Friends turn to enemies, I keep ’em close
Vince men mad, we smacking down the most

[Verse 2]
Any way I pass (??), I don’t care to go
You know I’m somewhere, I’m McAfee, I ain’t gotta drop my lo’
You don’t see her with me more than one time, she is not my ho
You n!ggas should get rid of that coach ’cause y’all don’t ever score
I got mad love for Alison Cove, that’s like my second home
Daddy in the fairs, mama working, now she acting grown

Fall in love with all the street n!ggas ’cause she feel alone
He don’t really trust her when he go to sleep, he take her phone
Riding in his car, they thought it was him and shot him in the dome

[Outro]
Had the hood behind me way before I made a fu*king song
I was robbing all the known n!ggas before I was known
All these n!ggas was singing, when I said the gangster s*it, I set the tone
Slider Gang, I’m the one that pulled that sword up out the stone

[Part II]

[Intro]
Mhm, he faded (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Hold up), mhm, he faded, faded (We got London on the track)
Faded n!gga, faded, faded, faded (21)
Faded, faded, faded (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Popping them Percs got me faded, faded, faded, faded (Mike WiLL Made-It)
(Faded, faded)

[Verse 1]
Popping them Percs got me faded (21, faded, faded)
Talking that s*it get you faded (Brrt, brrt, baow)
I’ma trap this b!tch out ’til they raid it (21, 21, 21, 21)
Shout out to the street ’cause they raised me (Yeah, yeah)
I told that b!tch go with the flow
I’m digging, I’m digging, I’m digging, I’m digging
Her pu*sy, it’s made out of gold (21)
Fu*k Instagram, Twitter, we not with the chatter
We run this s*it straight to your dome (Ya dig?)
On Slider Gang, n!gga, I keep me a dagger
I put that s*it straight to ya throat (21)
Yeah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus]
I just wan’ run up a big check, I just wan’ run up a big check (21)
I just wan’ run up a big check (21), I just wan’ run up a big check, yeah
I just wan’ run up a big check, yeah, I just wan’ run up a big check, yeah
I just wan’ run up a big check (21), I just wan’ run up a big check (21, 21)

[Verse 2]
Young savers not with the chip, check (Nah)
I’m a big dog, I got big racks (What?)
All of my n!ggas got big straps (We did)
Play with this s*it and get killed, yeah (We did)
I run off and you ain’t do s*it, yeah (21)
If ya b!tch bad, I’ma hit (21)

[Outro]
Ransom, ransom, ransom, ransom