This is a song about "Trying to make it in atl"

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

All trying to make it in the number one spot

Hopin you can make it out, trying everyday

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

Wrote a movie, i'm trying to flip it

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Now i'm back, but caught in this paper chase trying to make some cash

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Trying to live life to the fullest and make my mark

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

Trying to make it big no one seems to be to nice

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

There is nothing in the world to do to make it fresher