This is a song about "Georgian stores"

When my first lp drops the stores will be overran

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Some go to country clubs, while others grub, drown at liquor stores,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

These chalance give me balance

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

Will somebody please show me how

My records selling out the stores now

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

And my bank account look just like a phone card

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,