Live Your Life - T.I.

Live Your Life - T.I.

"Live Your Life"
(feat. Rihanna)

[Rihanna:]
You're gonna be a shining star, and fancy clothes, fancy car-ars.
And then you'll see, you're gonna go far.
Cause everyone knows, just who you are-are.
So live your life, ay ay ay.
You steady chasing that paper.
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
Ain't got no time for no haters.
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
No telling where it'll take you.
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
Cause I'm a paper chaser.
Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)

[T.I.:]
Never mind what haters say, ignore them 'til they fade away.
Amazing they ungrateful for after all the games I gave away.
Safe to say I paved the way, for you cats to get paid today.
You still be wasting days away, nah had I never saved the day.
Consider them my protégé, how much I think they should pay.
Instead of being gracious, they violated and made you wait.
I never been a hater still I love them, In a crazy way.
Some say they so yay and no they couldn't even work on Labor day.
It aint that they black or white, their hands of area in shades of grey.
I'm West side anyway, even if I left the day it fades away.
Some move away to make a way not move away cause they afraid.
I'll go back to the hood and all you ever did was hate away.
I pray for patience but they make me wanna melt their face away.
Like I once made them scream, now I could make them plead their case away.
Been thuggin' all my life, can't say I don't deserve to take a break.
If you ever see me catch a case, and watch my future fade away.

[Rihanna:]
You're gonna be a shining star, and fancy clothes, fancy car-ars.
And then you'll see, you're gonna go far.
Cause everyone knows, who you are-are.
So live your life, ay ay ay.
You steady chasing that paper.
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
Ain't got no time for no haters
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
No telling where it'll take you.
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
Cause I'm a paper chaser.
Just living my life.

[T.I.:]
I'm the opposite of moderate, immaculately polished with the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid.
Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics.
Articulate but still would grab a nigga by the collar quick.
Whoever having problems with, they reconcile they just holla 'til.
If that don't work and just fails, then turn around and follow 'til.
I got love for the game but ay I'm not in love with all of it.
I do without the fame and the rappers nowadays are comedy.
The hootin' and the hollerin', back and forth with the arguing.
Where you from, who you know, what you make and what kind of car you in.
Seems as though you lost sight of what’s important with the positive.
And checks until your bank account, and you're about poverty.
Your values is a disarrayed, prioritized are horribly.
Unhappy with the riches cause you pis-pone morally.
Ignoring all prior advice and fore warning.
And we might be full of ourselves all of a sudden aren't we?

[Rihanna:]
You're gonna be a shining star, and fancy clothes, fancy car-ars.
And then you'll see, you're gonna go far.
Cause everyone knows, who you are-are.
So live your life, ay ay ay.
You steady chasing that paper.
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
Ain't got no time for no haters
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
No telling where it'll take you.
Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.
Cause I'm a paper chaser.
Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)

So live your life.

On Top Of The World - T.I.

On Top Of The World - T.I.

[Intro: Ludacris (T.I.)]
Rich by popular demand (The wait is over homie)
Yes it is, A-Town connection! (Know the city gon' feel this)
Damn right (Say Toot, I know you see me, 'Cris!)
Whattup boy? (I know both our pops lookin at us!)
Wayne Bridges, whattup? Let's go!
(Big Phil, we made this shit happen homie)
History in the makin (Hey!) Hey!
(Momma I did it!)

[Chorus: B.o.B.]
I used to dream (I used to dream) ohh-whoa (ohh!)
About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls)
But now I see (now I see) ohh-whoa! (ohh!)
Because I'm sittin on top of the world! (the whole world)
And now I see (ay) see (ay) see (ay) see (ay)
Cause I'm sittin on top of the world! (ay, ay, ay, ay)
And now I see (ay) see (ay) see (ay) see (ay)
Cause I'm sittin on top of the world! (ay, ay, yeah, yeah)

[T.I.]
Ay, man I remember 'fore I stay that way, let me issue this statement
No way should reflection be mistaken for glorification
Now I remember so vivid, me and my niggaz was livin (how?)
Sub-standard condition, still handlin business (that right)
Still laughin and trippin, still happen to bitches (okay)
I'm rappin not reminiscin, and goddamn it we did it
From trappin, standin and pitchin with riches stand in the kitchen
Splittin it eight ways, flip it in eight days
Thought to wild and unruly but just the way to behave
Kept the weigh and the yay' for most the paper we made
And all dimes, I ain't lyin, the pleasure was all mine
Had big work to move but we served the small time
Always outshine the niggaz with small minds
Who would thought we'd be arguably the greatest of all time
'Round here, we develop such a sound down here
Been duplicated often still can only be found here (BANKHEAD!)
Only listen to G's, that other shit I don't hear
Shit, they so far in the rear, why would I even care?
I'm too fit to bein a player, stare at niggaz careers
Been talkin 'bout it for years and now we finally here

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Luda, Luda! Hear my heart on this one
True story! Rest in peace Wayne Bridges

They say what goes up must come down but I ain't reach my cruisin altitude
Take a look at what I did, but can you imagine what I'm about to do?
The places I'm 'bout to go and the money I'm 'bout to see
Gave Bill Gates some binoculars and said, "Look out for ME!"
Exceeded expectations, even at Def Jam
Cause I married the streets and Atlanta has been my best man
My momma quit her job and now she works with six figures
Cause I'm a self-made nappy headed RICH NIGGA! (OHH!)
Private planes help me travel in peace
To fo' cities in one day and fo' countries in one WEEK
Cause I, work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart to
Put one of my partners right through culinary art school (WOO!)
Now he my personal chef so that bread he get it
Put 'em all in houses, cleaned up all of my friends' credit (true!)
And now they witnessed all the glitz and the glamour
Catch us eatin at Straits Atlanta with women with table manners
Orderin Singaporean lobster
Celebratin comin from nothin to winnin Grammy's and rappers winnin Oscars
Yeah, and they say rappers shouldn't act, nah suckers
We see Samuel Jackson like, "WHASSUP MOTHERFUCKER!"

[Chorus]

[T.I.]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I made it momma!

Hey, hey
I know them haters don't stop plottin and wishin we fall
Cause I'm standin on top lookin down at it all (I see you)
{?} down all to y'all, it seems like I got it all
Homie I ain't get enough, we still tryin to triple up
That's why we got StreetCred and Akoo buildin up
Say I'm doin too much, shit, I say I ain't did enough
Remember sayin, "Damn, if I could just get to a million plus"
And now I'm like, "Shit, what the fuck is a million bucks?"
Triple that on my bond, thanks to Bigs and Run (appreciate it nigga)
But never mind what I been through, just look at what I become
All this shit I've avoided, what it done for my sons
and daughters and momma; just call her
I sold dope and dropped out of school, seems it's all they can see
They don't notice none of my family did that since me (nah)
I broke that cycle, now my family live a live for
Mandatory minimals, but not when the judge sentence us
Cousins in college, where you think they get tuition from?
(Answer that) Just for standin 'round wishin, huh?
Hey while you stand around lookin dumb, I make it happen
Takin action over time, got damn good at it

[Chorus]

Ready For Whatever - T.I.

Ready For Whatever - T.I.

"Hate the price of fame 'coz it cost too much" (yeah boy)
"And you lame niggaz talk too much" (yeah)
"I'm ready for whatever, somebody better tell 'em" (yeah boy)
"I said I'm ready for whatever, hey hey"

[Verse 1]
Even though my head in the clouds, my planet on the pavement
How I'm walkin around, people stand and amaze me
And I play a lot of game on where I be and I ain't playin with it
They so judgmental, everyday they don't understand
If your life was in jeopardy, e'ryday is you tellin me
You wouldn't need weaponry just because of your felony
Consider this at least, I got e'rybody sweatin me
On the streets is people who won't rest unless I rest in peace
Killed my folk a year ago, still in my sleep they threaten me
Paranoia stressin me, ain't nobody protectin me
I'm dealin with the pressure from my partner dyin next to me
No one's arrested, they comin for me eventually
This was all the things I was goin through mentally
This could be the reason I ignored the penitentiary
Now mention them New Orlean niggaz comin in the city
Killin all summer long, ain't nobody payin attention

[Interlude]
Now is it that hard to understand if you listen
Either die or go to jail, that's a hell of a decision
But how wrong can I do if my excuses ain't important
I'm just tryna let you know that I ain't think I had a choice

[Chorus]
I had straps in my ride, gotta go to prison
You ain't no need to die, you gon' be waitin for 'em (you ready boy)
Ready for whatever, somebody better tell 'em
I be here when the smoke clears and everythin settles, for real
Can't afford the price of fame 'coz it cost too much
Plus these sucka niggaz lame and they talk too much
Ready for whatever, somebody better tell 'em
I be here when the smoke clears and everythin settles, for real

[repeat + ad-libs]
For real

[Verse 2]
I'm a man, I ain't perfect, gotta admit it I'm guilty
But understand, feel me how I ride filthy
'Coz niggaz out there plot to rob me and kill me
500 thousand every year spent on security
And my future walk bright, but now it's gettin blurry
'Coz niggaz in the air ready to find me and bury me
But surely, God will deliver me up out it
I'm a fighter to the heart and I forever be about it
I'm a father to my sons, and sit to my community
Look at all that I done, my good weigh the negativity
Mentally, I was focused on not lettin history
repeat itself, that's why he kept that for insanity
"Yes officially I broke the law but not maliciously"
Through all of the publicity, was anybody considerin
My position and the logic came from my decision
"But they caught me with it, now I'm off to prison, period"

[Interlude]
But is it that hard to understand if you listen
Either die or go to jail, that's a hell of a decision
But how wrong can I do if my excuses ain't important
I'm just tryna let you know that I ain't think I had a choice

[Chorus]

[repeat + ad-libs]
For real

[T.I. talking 'til song fades]

I'm Illy - T.I.

I'm Illy - T.I.

[T.I.]
Rebel for the hell of it, hella rich
Never have to sell a brick again, must I tell a bitch again
The bullshit I'm addressin check I'm on some next level shit
Never been fucked in the game, I'm celibate
Rarely out my element, barely out the ghetto with
One foot out and one foot in, intelligent as fellas get
Listen let's settle this - be clear
I could fall back seven years, still it ain't no one ahead of me
Consider it a blessin if you get to stand next to me
Five star general, O.G. veteran
Caked like Entenmann's, blowin that celery
Stack that cash like the U.S. treasury
Every single thing I ever did was done heavily
Rap until you're 70, still ain't no catchin me
Put it on my pops, Big Phil, Aunt Beverly
Be standin on the top still after they bury me
Nose in the air so stuck up arrogant
Ain't got long hot songs, best cherish it
Cool when I drop mine that's over, finito
You payin for your foul like a free throw, baow!
Now, how could a nigga think that he could see me
Other than the magazine covers or the TV
Know I sold mo' mixtapes than your CD
You're waitin on your big break, prayin you could be me
You ain't made it far as D.C., on the low
I been all around the globe like a God how they treat me
Broads hit they knees, eyes closed when they greet me
Mouth wide open just, beggin me to skeet-skeet
You in a deep sleep, stop dreamin
I'm six albums in for 10 years I been five hot steamin
The limelight's mine, I'm gleamin, beamin
That's why I say I'm King bitch I got my reasons

[Chorus: T.I.]
Wrist so frosty, neck so chilly (bing)
All on my mind is to get more millies (what?)
Niggaz talk shit that's silly (HA!)
Shawty he ain't about that really (nah) is he? (AY!)
Nigga I'm illy (yeahhhh)
Haha, haha, haha, hey
Ay, I run this city, clearly (BANKHEAD!)
Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy, really?
Nigga I'm illy

[T.I.]
Where niggaz get off? Piss off!
Me and mine oughta take time to pop a lid off
Shit all, over the whereabouts of me, is y'all
sick in yo' fuckin mind, you figurin I'ma fizz off
Never cooled off, Tip scorchin
Minimal injury thought they wishin me maximum misfortune
Number one hands down, flows paint portraits
Everybody thinks you stink like horse shit
House full of chicks on some "Girl Next Door" shit
A king who once sell 30 mil' out the store quick
Of course this case lost all my endorsements
Tripled up on real estate, still buyin more shit
But Tip bankrupt accordin to your sources
I'm still caked up along with more reinforcements
Tore shit, up from the lab up to the rooftops
Officially, the hottest nigga rappin since 2Pac
'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask 'bout me
I'm out my fuckin mind, need counselin
Please don't doubt me, trust me, drama ain't nothin
It's all fun and games 'til somebody start bustin
'Member my discussion when rappers be battlin
I find out about it, better get to skedaddlin
Pack your family bags, move 'em out to Seattle and
We ever cross paths you'll need ambulance and bandages
Live life glamorous, so extravagant
Mandarin, oriental worldwide travellin
Hip-Hop champion, for real though
You couldn't fuck with me with a Brazil hoe nigga, but still though

[Chorus - 2X]

[T.I. - over Chorus]
Hahaha, HEY...
Ay just remember I do this shit when I want to nigga
It's me nigga!
Zone One homie
Yeah, yeah...
I don't wanna hear shit 'bout I can't rap like this
when I ain't did it that way nigga
FUCK you partner!
Yeah!

Yeahhhhh - this the King, bitch!

56 Bars (Intro) - T.I.

56 Bars (Intro) - T.I.

[Intro: T.I.]
Yeahhhhh (hey!)
Hahaha, hey, hey, ha (all right)
Aight Toomp man, this what the folks been waitin on I guess (that's right)
Let's give it to 'em baby (hey!)
Grand Hustle nigga
Ay man, they been waitin on this shit since "What You Know" huh?
Yeahhhh, it's the king bitch!
Aight my nigga, the wait is over nigga
Hey, hey!

[T.I.]
One for the money, two for the show dawg
Three for the niggaz hatin on the low, y'all
Know a picture's worth a million words I'ma show y'all
Death before dishonor, family befo' all
Without the braids I'm the closest thing to O-Dog
Minus the testimony; say it ain't so homie
Hey! Shorty like that, don't he?
World hopped off my jock, I got 'em right back on it
Ohh! Step back, brush myself off
Picked in and back up right where I left off
I could show my dough that other guys just talk
Hey where I live just as big as yo' projects dawg
AY! Ha ha, better check my swagger
How I walk, how I talk, how I stack that cheddar
What I drive, how I dress, nigga less just better
A hundred stacks on that nigga I'm just, better
Hahahaha, somebody better tell 'em mayne
They swag owe my swag everythang
It's very plain to see you study me awful hard
To the point that my swag need a bodyguard
I'd like to thank you cause in all of y'all oughta be
havin y'all swag sendin mines an apology
A lot of little me's I see, got beef
But what's the possibilities? Stop seek, you not me
Hardly worth a hill of beans, step up to the guillotine
Get decapitated, don't see how half of you rappers made it
Say good-bye to the fame and fortune, c'est la vie
And what the game need with you nigga? They got me
I ride through the city, so clean, seat really low
Automo-bil-ey so, pretty but I'm illy though
No comparison, ain't a nigga mo', thorough than
this gangsta American flow, doper than heroin
King like Evelyn, champagne mayne
So deranged and belligerent; right up there with Benjamin
Who? Andre 3K, B.I.G., Jay-Z, UGK
Scarface, Makaveli the great, Wayne, Common, Kanye and, Lupe
So fuck what you say, you welcome to add to you may
Bet they say as of today I'm back on top like a toupee
Hey! All objections overruled, it's overdue
Both hype, it's over too, I'm so high, up over you
Same guy you see in the streets is as fly as here in the booth
So don't be surprised when you meet me to see I'm really the truth
Ooh, so uncouth, nigga who want proof?
Must agree if shit I did can't no one undo
I stay on my, one-two, nigga who want two?
Turn a brunch into a brawl, do what you gon' do
I'm why it's, hot as a bitch in here still, cool as a Frigidaire
This year I'm on a mission dear, think that was somethin missin here