7am in ATL - Peezy

Haus That nigga nice It's cold outside, won't you come in? (yeah) I'll keep you warm (warm) Got enough space to accommodate your wishes, baby I'm tellin' you it's cold outside, baby come on in I'll save you from the storm I got gifts for you, baby Here to show that I missed you, baby (uh) You're like snow in Atlanta So special to me Used to be once in a lifetime Now it's every year with me They say seasons change Long as you don't change on me I'll give you what you need Baby, believe in me Your love's like a snow day (yeah) It ain't like the old days (nah) I can't [?] no way (for real) Remember the times we used to play, "Let It Snow", "Let It Snow", babe? Outside, in the cold, at your old place Talkin' mistletoe's and snowflakes, oh You're like snow in Atlanta (Atlanta) So special to me (to me) Used to be once in a lifetime (in a lifetime) Now it's every year with me They say seasons change (change) Long as you don't change on me (on me) I'll give you what you need (what you need) Baby, believe in me (in me) Oh, no way Mmm, oh yeah Rich Gang Rich Girl

We gettin' that money you know it ain't nothin' I wake up and put that shit on 'cause I'm stunting I pull up Maybach it used to be bucket' I know that they mad but I'm on fuck it You ain't got no racks you ball on a budget I'm startin' the car with the push of a button I will not explain the do's and the doesn't's Countin' up money I would never front Hop out the Pizzy luggage in the trunk Hop in that 'rari trunk is in the front Speed off on a barbie smoking on some blunts 23 shots in that Glock got a nigga feeling like I can dunk It ain't wasnt no big deal Minuscule problems that shit shrunk I know they remember them days I was outside with that flame Top-down, I'm blowing your brain Know we the gang sorry I forgot your name Look it's a bird, look it's a plane It's a lame, oh remember names All of a sudden when you was around I wasn't calling you nothing You ain't really with the gang So get the fuck from us Fuck from round us, from the ground up Look what we round up No matter the time, I'mma get in my zone Bitch imma sit in my throne I'mma get straight to my goal We gettin' that money you know it ain't nothin' I wake up and put that shit on 'cause I'm stunting I pull up Maybach it used to be bucket' I know that they mad but I'm on fuck it You ain't got no racks you ball on a budget I'm startin' the car with the push of a button I will not explain the do's and the doesn't's Countin' up money I would never front Hop out the Pizzy luggage in the trunk Hop in that 'rari trunk is in the front Speed off on a barbie smoking on some blunts 23 shots in that Glock got a nigga feeling like I can dunk It ain't wasnt no big deal Minuscule problems that shit shrun