Memphis to New Haven

#CHEEKS #RAM4LIFEOFFICIAL #RAM4LIFEHEAT #RAPFAME_OFFICIAL @rapfame_ar_team Yeah, straight out that 901, you know how we play it From the M-Town to the North, money on the mind Moving weight, moving states, still the same hustle I’m leaving Shelby County with the chrome under the seat Memphis dust on my tires, heat up on the concrete That Tennessee sun was burning holes in my pocket Now I’m headed for the cold, like a long-range rocket I got the trunk loaded down with the game and the grit Crossing lines, dodging signs, never planned on being quit From the bluff to the coast, yeah the scenery is changing But the hunger in my stomach, man, that stay the same arranging I’m a ghost in the wind, passing through the Mason-Dixon Got a vision of the millions, got a habit of the fixing No more orange mound blues, just the grey sky ahead Rather be a king in hiding than a legend that is dead I gotta get that fetty, gotta stack it to the ceiling From the South to the East, it’s a cold-blooded feeling Shelby County in the rearview, New Haven on the dash Moving silent in the dark while I’m chasing down the cash Yeah, I gotta get that fetty, keep the heater by my side New County, new rules, but it’s still the same ride Now I’m stepping in the Elm City, bricks looking grey Different accent on the corner but the same games play Connecticut winters got a bite like a pitbull But the bags coming faster and the clips stay full I’m a Memphis representative, a gangster by the soul In a New Haven project where the nights lose control Linking up with the connects, keeping eyes on the feds I don’t trust a living soul, keep the secrets in my head From the 901 rhythm to the 203 grind I’m a long way from home but I ain't hard to find Just look for the hustle, look for smoke in the air Moving Shelby County tactics every-damn-where I gotta get that fetty, gotta stack it to the ceiling From the South to the East, it’s a cold-blooded feeling Shelby County in the rearview, New Haven on the dash Moving silent in the dark while I’m chasing down the cash Yeah, I gotta get that fetty, keep the heater by my side New County, new rules, but it’s still the same ride They say the North is different, say the money moves slow But they never met a Memphis dog ready for the show I brought the phonk with the bass, brought the heavy-handed flow Planting seeds in the concrete, watching all the profit grow From Winchester Road to the Whalley Avenue strip I’m a king in two kingdoms, keep a tight-fisted grip No mercy for the weak, no time for the talk You can hear the Southern thunder in the way that I walk Got the fetty on my mind, got the world in my palm Before the storm hits the coast, I’m the eye of the calm Shelby County raised a beast, New Haven fed the fire Moving up the East Coast, taking everything higher Yeah, New Haven County, get used to the name Shelby County legend, just switching up the game Stack that fetty, keep it moving 901 to the world