[Rap T.I. + (T.I.P. alter ego)] I talk to you shawty (Why?)'Cause you be trippin' sometimes (Man I'm trying stay true to what I say in my rhymes) It ain't a in my mind, but you got a lot on the line You need to think 'bout yo' (Why?) You be (Man) at Cap and K.T. listen to K.P. (What about 'em; where the fuck shit come from?) Or to a J.G. to your or D.P Or somebody shawty shit you be makin' me (Nigga fuck you!) You'd be a fool if you blow this lick (Alright alright) This the of a lifetime, you know this shit Remember what Jarmel us "stay focused Tip" (I remember nigga) (Man but be tryin' me shawty) be tryin' you how? Hey let tell it, you was just another guy in the crowd (Naw, but they be too loud) Man you be too hard Just pay these niggas no attention and fuckin' they broads (Alright) I know you harder than these (Yeah) and smarter than these niggas (Yeah) More heart than niggas (Yeah) Quit worryin' 'bout niggas (Hey man fuck these niggas I'm from Bankhead and I don't know where you at) (But talkin' behind my back, I never played that) (Since you become a payed cat T.I. you so laid back) (I wonder where lil' bad ass Tip back in the day at) Man that nigga had to stay there so we could be that on TV and FYI we got the P back Hold up shawty Jack (What?) "Lame" I'll be that (Yeah OK) Changed my a thousand times and still a G believe that (Oh yeah we go Ki's) (That nigga overseas back) You see what I be sayin' 'bout this nigga (What Shit) I don't that You ain't is ya? You got I got kids, 2 boys a lil' girl (Hey I know nigga they my too) You know one false move and it's back to the big house The told our ass "one more time" and we ain't gettin' out (I say that) Be thinkin' standin' outside in the sunshine (Ho) Watchin' nigga's heads get buck for the lunch line Hey you ain't 'posed to make the same mistake more than one time (And I ain't the same mistake twice since uh '99) Please, boy stop don't get me folk it's not the time And let's just do this my way get paid and have a lot of time Plenty bitches, who gon' pull shawty you is? (Man you Tip got the hoes) And Tip hoes got gold teeth (What that What you tryna say nigga?) Mine got jobs, good and they own features (And mine boost clothes, 'dro, got the blow cheap) (I guess it's just depend on ya like folk) That's right folk (And I was just kiddin' 'bout them kites folk) Heh, alright (I'm glad we had a chance to sit it down and rap a tad) (I admit you had a couple points, I act a ass) Hey but it is so important to it real though just like ya said No record deal, no amount of mil' go to my head (And with that said nobody tell us shit, so fuck the hatin') How many niggaz real to stand and give theyself a straightenin'?