What's it worth being solid in a world full of **** ****?
Poker face on one billion, I can't lie though, it **** with me
I ain't bloody, bein' cocky, say, "What's poppin'?" It's us really
I cut off the extra baggage, now the jet is much bigger
I already asked God for forgiveness, he must get 'em
Cut my hand off if I dap them **** up, I can't feel 'em
When you thuggin', it's like, **** it, when then judge give life sentences
Fifteen years in it, I gurantee you feel different
I can move to Palm Springs, ain't **** the hood, it's still in me
Really stopped the bros from smackin' that boy cold, he still trippin'
We the ones who got the money back then, we still gettin' it
Went legit and tried to take care of my guys, they try to flip it
If the judge tryna catch a case, they retain lawyers with the quickness
If my **** catch a charge, I'm right there for 'em, what's the difference?
They can't **** with me at all, they pay the blogs to tell you different
I don't do this shit for ****boys so you ain't gotta listen
I ain't get in this shit for clout, I'm tryna leave businesses for my children
I ain't pickin' sides with rappers, if it ain't us, it ain't my business
I done doubled on my grind, I keep on climbin', I'm from the trenches
Get a million, you think everything's alright, it ain't that simple
Irritate me but if I pop 'em, it get worse, these **** pimples
Really gave this bitch my time, when she wasn't worth it, I should've pimped her
Ready to kill and die for what I believe, I'm big on principles
Through the youngin' crashin' out, this shit been ****in' with me mentally, man
Whoa, thinkin' about the pain and the trauma that I done been through
Thankful for the islands and countries that we done been to
If it wasn't for all my accolades and **** making rats cool
Lil' boy, you know I would drench you
Internet nerds tryna tell us how the street feel
Ten years strong, I ain't even reach my peak still
Fifty million and I keep my masters, that's a sweet deal
Yeah, VVS's cover all my scars like I'm Meek Mill
Dray got life, I pay the lawyer, damn, I hope he beat 'ppeal
Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still
They tearin' down the real ones
You ain't never had a gangsta, baby, come and feel one
Say you ain't no real killer, ****, till you kill one
I came out the womb as one of them and I'm still one
The syrup runneth over, I pour all my feelings and emotions in a soda
She say that she love me but I feel she got a motive
Would you suck my dick the way you do if I was local?
21 4L I throw the Roc up like I'm Hova
**** shot me up, I put the hood on my shoulder
I'ma stand on principles and morals till it's over
Thought you had to rap 'bout what you live and I got older
I come from the trenches where it's plastic on the sofa
Thirty in his britches, he ain't never seen a holster
Mama always workin', his environment done coached 'em
And 'bout five thousand dollars, ****, he'll toast ya
Runnin' 'round hungry, shit'll turn you to a soldier
They can't wait to kill you and kill whoever post ya
He fightin' a case, he swear that him and God closer
Soon as he get free, he turnin' right back to a vulture
Thuggin' in these streets, ****, I can't blame ya
Tryna feed your fam, dawg, I can't blame ya
Product of environment so I can't shame ya
Yeah, I'm just like you but I got famous
If I had a super power, I would save ya
We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors
ATLANTA TEARS - 潘迪華
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[00:00.000]作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/DeShawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
[00:33.780]What's it worth being solid in a world full of **** ****?
[00:36.778]Poker face on one billion, I can't lie though, it **** with me
[00:39.506]I ain't bloody, bein' cocky, say, "What's poppin'?" It's us really
[00:42.679]I cut off the extra baggage, now the jet is much bigger
[00:45.503]I already asked God for forgiveness, he must get 'em
[00:48.396]Cut my hand off if I dap them **** up, I can't feel 'em
[00:51.283]When you thuggin', it's like, **** it, when then judge give life sentences
[00:54.339]Fifteen years in it, I gurantee you feel different
[00:57.125]I can move to Palm Springs, ain't **** the hood, it's still in me
[01:00.053]Really stopped the bros from smackin' that boy cold, he still trippin'
[01:02.981]We the ones who got the money back then, we still gettin' it
[01:05.869]Went legit and tried to take care of my guys, they try to flip it
[01:08.786]If the judge tryna catch a case, they retain lawyers with the quickness
[01:11.688]If my **** catch a charge, I'm right there for 'em, what's the difference?
[01:14.614]They can't **** with me at all, they pay the blogs to tell you different
[01:17.455]I don't do this shit for ****boys so you ain't gotta listen
[01:20.395]I ain't get in this shit for clout, I'm tryna leave businesses for my children
[01:23.344]I ain't pickin' sides with rappers, if it ain't us, it ain't my business
[01:26.232]I done doubled on my grind, I keep on climbin', I'm from the trenches
[01:29.192]Get a million, you think everything's alright, it ain't that simple
[01:32.091]Irritate me but if I pop 'em, it get worse, these **** pimples
[01:34.985]Really gave this bitch my time, when she wasn't worth it, I should've pimped her
[01:37.896]Ready to kill and die for what I believe, I'm big on principles
[01:40.940]Through the youngin' crashin' out, this shit been ****in' with me mentally, man
[01:45.689]Whoa, thinkin' about the pain and the trauma that I done been through
[01:50.464]Thankful for the islands and countries that we done been to
[01:53.392]If it wasn't for all my accolades and **** making rats cool
[01:57.011]Lil' boy, you know I would drench you
[01:59.150]Internet nerds tryna tell us how the street feel
[02:02.160]Ten years strong, I ain't even reach my peak still
[02:05.061]Fifty million and I keep my masters, that's a sweet deal
[02:08.938]Yeah, VVS's cover all my scars like I'm Meek Mill
[02:13.715]Dray got life, I pay the lawyer, damn, I hope he beat 'ppeal
[02:16.713]Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still
[02:21.558]They tearin' down the real ones
[02:23.203]You ain't never had a gangsta, baby, come and feel one
[02:26.086]Say you ain't no real killer, ****, till you kill one
[02:29.040]I came out the womb as one of them and I'm still one
[02:33.018]The syrup runneth over, I pour all my feelings and emotions in a soda
[02:37.691]She say that she love me but I feel she got a motive
[02:40.538]Would you suck my dick the way you do if I was local?
[02:43.530]21 4L I throw the Roc up like I'm Hova
[02:46.377]**** shot me up, I put the hood on my shoulder
[02:49.322]I'ma stand on principles and morals till it's over
[02:52.163]Thought you had to rap 'bout what you live and I got older
[02:55.126]I come from the trenches where it's plastic on the sofa
[02:58.089]Thirty in his britches, he ain't never seen a holster
[03:00.961]Mama always workin', his environment done coached 'em
[03:03.971]And 'bout five thousand dollars, ****, he'll toast ya
[03:06.766]Runnin' 'round hungry, shit'll turn you to a soldier
[03:09.709]They can't wait to kill you and kill whoever post ya
[03:12.718]He fightin' a case, he swear that him and God closer
[03:15.524]Soon as he get free, he turnin' right back to a vulture
[03:20.627]Thuggin' in these streets, ****, I can't blame ya
[03:23.438]Tryna feed your fam, dawg, I can't blame ya
[03:26.367]Product of environment so I can't shame ya
[03:31.179]Yeah, I'm just like you but I got famous
[03:34.984]If I had a super power, I would save ya
[03:38.110]We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors
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作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/DeShawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
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What's it worth being solid in a world full of **** ****?
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Poker face on one billion, I can't lie though, it **** with me
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I ain't bloody, bein' cocky, say, "What's poppin'?" It's us really
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I cut off the extra baggage, now the jet is much bigger
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I already asked God for forgiveness, he must get 'em
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Cut my hand off if I dap them **** up, I can't feel 'em
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When you thuggin', it's like, **** it, when then judge give life sentences
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Fifteen years in it, I gurantee you feel different
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I can move to Palm Springs, ain't **** the hood, it's still in me
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Really stopped the bros from smackin' that boy cold, he still trippin'
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We the ones who got the money back then, we still gettin' it
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Went legit and tried to take care of my guys, they try to flip it
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If the judge tryna catch a case, they retain lawyers with the quickness
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If my **** catch a charge, I'm right there for 'em, what's the difference?
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They can't **** with me at all, they pay the blogs to tell you different
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I don't do this shit for ****boys so you ain't gotta listen
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I ain't get in this shit for clout, I'm tryna leave businesses for my children
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I ain't pickin' sides with rappers, if it ain't us, it ain't my business
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I done doubled on my grind, I keep on climbin', I'm from the trenches
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Get a million, you think everything's alright, it ain't that simple
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Irritate me but if I pop 'em, it get worse, these **** pimples
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Really gave this bitch my time, when she wasn't worth it, I should've pimped her
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Ready to kill and die for what I believe, I'm big on principles
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Through the youngin' crashin' out, this shit been ****in' with me mentally, man
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Whoa, thinkin' about the pain and the trauma that I done been through
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Thankful for the islands and countries that we done been to
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If it wasn't for all my accolades and **** making rats cool
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Lil' boy, you know I would drench you
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Internet nerds tryna tell us how the street feel
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Ten years strong, I ain't even reach my peak still
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Fifty million and I keep my masters, that's a sweet deal
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Yeah, VVS's cover all my scars like I'm Meek Mill
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Dray got life, I pay the lawyer, damn, I hope he beat 'ppeal
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Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still
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They tearin' down the real ones
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You ain't never had a gangsta, baby, come and feel one
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Say you ain't no real killer, ****, till you kill one
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I came out the womb as one of them and I'm still one
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The syrup runneth over, I pour all my feelings and emotions in a soda
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She say that she love me but I feel she got a motive
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Would you suck my dick the way you do if I was local?
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21 4L I throw the Roc up like I'm Hova
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**** shot me up, I put the hood on my shoulder
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I'ma stand on principles and morals till it's over
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Thought you had to rap 'bout what you live and I got older
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I come from the trenches where it's plastic on the sofa
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Thirty in his britches, he ain't never seen a holster
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Mama always workin', his environment done coached 'em
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And 'bout five thousand dollars, ****, he'll toast ya
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Runnin' 'round hungry, shit'll turn you to a soldier
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They can't wait to kill you and kill whoever post ya
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He fightin' a case, he swear that him and God closer
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Soon as he get free, he turnin' right back to a vulture
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Thuggin' in these streets, ****, I can't blame ya
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Tryna feed your fam, dawg, I can't blame ya
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Product of environment so I can't shame ya
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Yeah, I'm just like you but I got famous
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If I had a super power, I would save ya
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 C# 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《ATLANTA TEARS》調性為 C# 小調、速度約每分鐘 161 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 A、C#m、G#、Dm。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
在成功與街頭文化間掙扎，堅持原則與自我救贖的矛盾心聲。
主題
探討街頭生存經驗、道德困境、個人成長與對過去的糾葛，並反思金錢、聲譽與價值觀的衝突。
情緒
複雜而強烈，包含對不公的憤怒、對過去的遺憾、對未來的堅定，以及深層的自我質問與掙扎。
意象與手法
以「hood（貧民區）」象徵成長環境，「jet is much bigger」隱喻地位提升，「syrup runneth over」比喻情感與情緒的氾濫，透過對比與重複強調命運的無常與個人的掙扎。
重點句解讀
1. 「Cut my hand off if I dap them up, I can't feel 'em」
原文短句表達對過去行為的決絕，暗示若再與昔日同夥糾纏，寧願自斷聯繫，反映對街頭文化的疏離與自我保護。
2. 「I ain't get in this shit for clout, I'm tryna leave businesses for my children」
直接說明追求成功的動機非名利，而是為下一代創造機會，凸顯責任感與對家庭的承擔。
3. 「Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still」
身體離開貧民區，但內心仍被街頭文化所縛，揭示環境對個人的深遠影響與無法完全割捨的矛盾。
4. 「We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors」
總結整首歌的核心命題，指出貧民區出身者必須靠自身努力掙扎求存，社會無從施以援手。
適合情境
適合在反思人生抉擇、面對現實壓力，或對社會不公與個人掙扎有共鳴時聆聽，亦可作為探討社會階層與個人成長的文本參考。
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。