ATLANTA TEARS (Explicit) - 21 Savage/Lil Baby
Lyrics by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/Deshawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
Composed by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/Deshawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
Produced by：Keanu Beats/DOPAMINE/Sad Pony/MitchGoneMad/Childboy
What's it worth being solid in a world full of **** niggas?
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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas 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, nigga, 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
Niggas 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, nigga, 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, nigga, 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 (Explicit) - 鄧妙華
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[00:00.00]作詞 : Shéyaa/Bin/Abraham-Joseph/Keanu/Torres/Antonio/Rocco/Zito/Deshawn/Jackson/Dominique/Armani/Jones/Jeremiah/Raisen/Brandon/Mitchell
[00:00.00]作曲 : Shéyaa/Bin/Abraham-Joseph/Keanu/Torres/Antonio/Rocco/Zito/Deshawn/Jackson/Dominique/Armani/Jones/Jeremiah/Raisen/Brandon/Mitchell
[00:00.00]ATLANTA TEARS (Explicit) - 21 Savage/Lil Baby
[00:00.21]Lyrics by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/Deshawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
[00:01.15]Composed by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/Deshawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
[00:02.09]Produced by：Keanu Beats/DOPAMINE/Sad Pony/MitchGoneMad/Childboy
[00:02.46]What's it worth being solid in a world full of **** niggas?
[00:36.86]Poker face on one billion, I can't lie though, it **** with me
[00:39.79]I ain't bloody, bein' cocky, say, "What's poppin'?" It's us really
[00:42.75]I cut off the extra baggage, now the jet is much bigger
[00:45.70]I already asked God for forgiveness, he must get 'em
[00:48.50]Cut my hand off if I dap them niggas up, I can't feel 'em
[00:51.46]When you thuggin', it's like, **** it, when then judge give life sentences
[00:54.44]Fifteen years in it, I gurantee you feel different
[00:57.26]I can move to Palm Springs, ain't **** the hood, it's still in me
[01:00.20]Really stopped the bros from smackin' that boy cold, he still trippin'
[01:03.14]We the ones who got the money back then, we still gettin' it
[01:05.98]Went legit and tried to take care of my guys, they try to flip it
[01:08.94]If the judge tryna catch a case, they retain lawyers with the quickness
[01:11.79]If my niggas catch a charge, I'm right there for 'em, what's the difference?
[01:14.71]They can't **** with me at all, they pay the blogs to tell you different
[01:17.64]I don't do this shit for ****boys so you ain't gotta listen
[01:20.42]I ain't get in this shit for clout, I'm tryna leave businesses for my children
[01:23.56]I ain't pickin' sides with rappers, if it ain't us, it ain't my business
[01:26.41]I done doubled on my grind, I keep on climbin', I'm from the trenches
[01:29.30]Get a million, you think everything's alright, it ain't that simple
[01:32.19]Irritate me but if I pop 'em, it get worse, these niggas pimples
[01:35.10]Really gave this bitch my time, when she wasn't worth it, I should've pimped her
[01:38.01]Ready to kill and die for what I believe, I'm big on principles
[01:41.01]Through the youngin' crashin' out, this shit been ****in' with me mentally, man
[01:45.86]Whoa, thinkin' about the pain and the trauma that I done been through
[01:50.62]Thankful for the islands and countries that we done been to
[01:53.54]If it wasn't for all my accolades and niggas making rats cool
[01:57.10]Lil' boy, you know I would drench you
[01:59.36]Internet nerds tryna tell us how the street feel
[02:02.31]Ten years strong, I ain't even reach my peak still
[02:05.19]Fifty million and I keep my masters, that's a sweet deal
[02:09.10]Yeah, VVS's cover all my scars like I'm Meek Mill
[02:13.83]Dray got life, I pay the lawyer, damn, I hope he beat 'ppeal
[02:16.77]Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still
[02:21.66]They tearin' down the real ones
[02:23.40]You ain't never had a gangsta, baby, come and feel one
[02:26.27]Say you ain't no real killer, nigga, till you kill one
[02:29.14]I came out the womb as one of them and I'm still one
[02:33.30]The syrup runneth over, I pour all my feelings and emotions in a soda
[02:37.77]She say that she love me but I feel she got a motive
[02:40.72]Would you suck my dick the way you do if I was local?
[02:43.69]21 4L I throw the Roc up like I'm Hova
[02:46.61]Niggas shot me up, I put the hood on my shoulder
[02:49.50]I'ma stand on principles and morals till it's over
[02:52.43]Thought you had to rap 'bout what you live and I got older
[02:55.30]I come from the trenches where it's plastic on the sofa
[02:58.24]Thirty in his britches, he ain't never seen a holster
[03:01.13]Mama always workin', his environment done coached 'em
[03:04.05]And 'bout five thousand dollars, nigga, he'll toast ya
[03:06.95]Runnin' 'round hungry, shit'll turn you to a soldier
[03:09.83]They can't wait to kill you and kill whoever post ya
[03:12.78]He fightin' a case, he swear that him and God closer
[03:15.63]Soon as he get free, he turnin' right back to a vulture
[03:20.76]Thuggin' in these streets, nigga, I can't blame ya
[03:23.63]Tryna feed your fam, dawg, I can't blame ya
[03:26.53]Product of environment so I can't shame ya
[03:31.24]Yeah, I'm just like you but I got famous
[03:35.27]If I had a super power, I would save ya
[03:38.18]We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors
移調 原調
作詞 : Shéyaa/Bin/Abraham-Joseph/Keanu/Torres/Antonio/Rocco/Zito/Deshawn/Jackson/Dominique/Armani/Jones/Jeremiah/Raisen/Brandon/Mitchell
作曲 : Shéyaa/Bin/Abraham-Joseph/Keanu/Torres/Antonio/Rocco/Zito/Deshawn/Jackson/Dominique/Armani/Jones/Jeremiah/Raisen/Brandon/Mitchell
ATLANTA TEARS (Explicit) - 21 Savage/Lil Baby
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Lyrics by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/Deshawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
Composed by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Keanu Torres/Antonio Rocco Zito/Deshawn Jackson/Dominique Armani Jones/Jeremiah Raisen/Brandon Mitchell
Produced by：Keanu Beats/DOPAMINE/Sad Pony/MitchGoneMad/Childboy
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What's it worth being solid in a world full of **** niggas?
C#G#CmD#
Poker face on one billion, I can't lie though, it **** with me
G#G#mD#FmA#mC#
I ain't bloody, bein' cocky, say, "What's poppin'?" It's us really
G#D#G#Cm
I cut off the extra baggage, now the jet is much bigger
FmFFmC#G#
I already asked God for forgiveness, he must get 'em
D#G#CmDDm
Cut my hand off if I dap them niggas up, I can't feel 'em
DDmA#
When you thuggin', it's like, **** it, when then judge give life sentences
CG#FmCFm
Fifteen years in it, I gurantee you feel different
DmFmDF
I can move to Palm Springs, ain't **** the hood, it's still in me
GmDmC
Really stopped the bros from smackin' that boy cold, he still trippin'
FmCAmFm
We the ones who got the money back then, we still gettin' it
CFmFFmF
Went legit and tried to take care of my guys, they try to flip it
DFmAmGmFDm
If the judge tryna catch a case, they retain lawyers with the quickness
FAmC
If my niggas catch a charge, I'm right there for 'em, what's the difference?
DmC#F#F#mFm
They can't **** with me at all, they pay the blogs to tell you different
FBmEBmA#mGm
I don't do this shit for ****boys so you ain't gotta listen
A#mFC
I ain't get in this shit for clout, I'm tryna leave businesses for my children
G#C#mG#DmC#
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
A#mA#A#mA#G#
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 niggas pimples
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Really gave this bitch my time, when she wasn't worth it, I should've pimped her
G#FmC#
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
D#mD#G#CmFmC#
Whoa, thinkin' about the pain and the trauma that I done been through
G#D#G#C
Thankful for the islands and countries that we done been to
FmC#F#G#D#
If it wasn't for all my accolades and niggas making rats cool
G#D#Fm
Lil' boy, you know I would drench you
C#F#G#D#
Internet nerds tryna tell us how the street feel
G#mFmC#
Ten years strong, I ain't even reach my peak still
C#mG#D#G#G#mD#Fm
Fifty million and I keep my masters, that's a sweet deal
C#C#mF#G#FmDm
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
CFmDmA#FmCF
Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still
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They tearin' down the real ones
GmA#BmEC
You ain't never had a gangsta, baby, come and feel one
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Say you ain't no real killer, nigga, 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
A#A#mA#FmC
She say that she love me but I feel she got a motive
A#mCAmDmF
Would you suck my dick the way you do if I was local?
A#FmCFC
21 4L I throw the Roc up like I'm Hova
FmDmA#A#mA#
Niggas shot me up, I put the hood on my shoulder
FmFCDm
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, nigga, he'll toast ya
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Runnin' 'round hungry, shit'll turn you to a soldier
CmG#FmC#
They can't wait to kill you and kill whoever post ya
D#G#D#G#
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, nigga, 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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We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors
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曲解析
《ATLANTA TEARS (Explicit)》調性為 F 小調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 Fm、G#、D#、C#。（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，反思個人成長與社會現實的矛盾。
主題
街頭生存、個人奮鬥、道德困境、成功後的責任與回憶。
情緒
憤怒、反思、堅定、矛盾、懷舊。
意象與手法
- 「jet is much bigger」隱喻事業規模擴張，卻失去原有純粹。
- 「syrup runneth over」以糖漿比喻情感的濃烈與失控。
- 「hood」象徵成長環境，即使離開仍深植於心。
- 重複使用「niggas」與粗俗語彙，強化街頭語境與自我辯護的立場。
重點句解讀
1. 「What's it worth being solid in a world full of niggas?」
質疑在充滿虛偽與背叛的環境中堅守原則的價值，反映對現實的失望。
2. 「Take me out the hood but my heart is in the street still」
表達對成長背景的難以割捨，成功後仍被街頭文化所綑綁。
3. 「If I had a super power, I would save ya」
透露對社會結構的無力感，願以個人力量改變命運卻知難為之。
4. 「We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors」
點明貧窮環境塑造的生存哲學，強調「沒有免費的恩惠」的現實。
適合情境
- 面對人生抉擇時的自我反思
- 回顧成長經歷的懷舊時刻
- 面對社會不公時的憤怒與無力
- 鼓勵在困境中堅持信念的動力時刻
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌像把鋸子慢慢剖開一個街頭少年的內臟，血淋淋的真相從縫隙裡滲出來。唱腔裡咬字的力道像在咀嚼生活裡的每一道傷痕，那些關於背叛、掙扎與自我辯護的絮語，聽起來像深夜裡跟老友蹲在巷口抽煙時，煙霧裡浮出的真心話。特別是提到「即使離開貧民窟，心還是黏著在街頭」那段，突然懂了為什麼有些人在光鮮亮麗的場合，眼神還是會無意識地往地上瞟。適合一個人聽完想哭又不敢哭的凌晨三點，讓那些藏在心裡的掙扎有個出口。歌詞裡頭那些對兄弟的執念、對家庭的責任感，還有對命運的不甘，像極了我們這一代人被社會磨出的粗糙紋路。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞中反覆出現的「niggas」與「we」的對比，隱藏對群體身份的矛盾情感
・「Palm Springs」與「hood」的意象對照，凸顯環境烙印難以脫離的宿命感
・「syrup runneth over」以甜膩比喻情感氾濫，與後段「pour all my feelings」形成強烈反差
・「thuggin'」與「principles」的衝突，展現街頭生存哲學與道德束縛的拉扯狀態