T.I. - The L.I.B.R.A. Album Lyrics

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The L.I.B.R.A. Introduction

The L.I.b.r.a
I'm Ms. Pat from Fair Street bottom
Do you know how hard it is to have the odds stacked against you
And flip the scale in your favor?
I flip bricks and bitch niggas for what I got
F*ck that shit, I learned how to cook cocaine
Before I learned how to boil an egg, nigga
I used to can cook cocaine cake like a birthday cake
Put a little baking soda then we stepped on it with the comeback
Boy you really came the f*ck up
That's how I got my first set of Jordan's
F*ck y'all laughin' at?
Bein' a legend is not about runnin' the streets
It's about runnin' your business (yeah)
Raisin' kids or lacin' wigs, a hustler never die, baby

Okay, two six figures, solitaire, don't play with me
Half a million on my necklace, spent it blatantly
Even in this pandemic, nigga, goddamn it
I'm like, "Well, F it, I'ma get one, why would I not wear it?"
Now stop starin', in Bel Air with a hot pair
She suck it 'til it hard, then she squat there
Ain't gotta do shit, nigga, f*ck how you feel, I do not care
I been a mastermind since you was in a highchair
I was a millionaire before you had an idea
I keep my head on the swivel, peep the side mirror
The penthouse, top floor, I reside there, mhmm
Everybody get it, that is my prayer
But I know everyone can't make it and it not fair
It lonely at the top, but you can't beat this view, I swear
Ain't no comparison to thotty, just embarrassin'
Worth a hunnid fifty now, I'm gon' quadruple that
Look at, we control the culture, got the proof for that, uh huh
Activatin' movements, I'm the truth at that
Know how to multiply my assets, ain't no stupid cat
Every day I'm wakin' up and doin' deals
Buyin' when it low, when it get high, I sell
If I go crazy, sorry, that just how I am
Thank God I got poetry, man the stress from years of gettin' active
Paranoid, think everybody gunnin' at me
I could be slightly schizophrenic but don't nobody panic
If you ain't come up how I did, you wouldn't understand it, huh
Assaultin' the police, I caught a case in Tampa
I bonded out and did the show, act like it never happened
When I look back on all that shit, I ain't got no regret
Just all the lesson, wouldn't believe we really did that shit
If I ain't live it, they true to you, you can make a killing
Okay, let's abandon it in the bullshit, ain't no f*ckin feelings, uh huh
Spent a hundred thousand at my f*cking dentist, look
Own a building, Starbucks is my f*cking tenant
Yeah, blow Viola Cannabis, on some Atlanta shit
Yeah, you hot, I'm a candlestick, put you on channel six, yeah
You can't challenge this, rose above the challenges
Tightrope walkin' twenty years, I ain't lost my balance yet, yeah
King, bitch

Twenty years and you still rockin', nigga, ain't nothin' get old
I don't even see grey hairs on you
What you usin', Just for Men, haha?
Nigga, you my favorite motherf*ckin' rapper
Now I wanted to suck Ice Cube's titty, but I always liked you
You ain't sexy to me, that nigga Ice Cube is sexy
But you my favorite motherf*ckin' rapper, TIP
You the baddest motherf*cker in Atlanta, I can tell you that

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Hit Dogs Holla

(88 Gang)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Hitmaka)
You know what the f*ck goin' on, nigga
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
King in this bitch (yeah, yeah)
Accept no substitution (hold up)
(Ayy, YB help hype him up, bro) King, bitch

I ain't never did shit small, all a nigga know is big ball (huh, huh)
F*ck a nigga, get pissed off, now he holla like a hit dog (yeah, yeah)
Ain't nobody did it like this, don't nobody do it like King (yeah, yeah)
The biggest my city done seen, anything else obscene (shh, ahhh)

Boy you know a K-I-N-G , you a peon honest to me
It'll be on 'fore you see, then he on the same thing I be on
Crush that body with your name up in neon
I'm turnt way beyond
Bentley full of bitches off of pints they lean on
Never thrown on the real-y, boy you better chill-y
'Fore I hit you in your left eye, put that on Tionne (phew)
All I done is all I know
Represent dope boys, kick down doors
Most of y'all niggas wouldn't have a chance right now
Rubberband Man then, dominatin' '04
Run and sell my blow and evade po-po
Now I'm doing big business, cash, no mortgage
Buy big buildings, had foreclosures
Mo' money, mo' problems, boy you ass sure told it (sheesh)

I ain't never did shit small, all a nigga know is big ball (huh, huh)
F*ck a nigga, get pissed off, now he holla like a hit dog (yeah, yeah)
Ain't nobody did it like this, don't nobody do it like King (yeah, yeah)
The biggest my city done seen, anything else obscene (ayy, ayy, shh, ahhh)

Ayy, I ain't never did shit, little
With all due respect to the other side
Yeah you f*ck niggas gettin' money
But they hoes, you can catch 'em with them other guys (opps)
Since a lil' bitch got respect, hell nah, I ain't talkin' 'bout a lil' bit
Never f*cked a nigga for a check come with too many problems
Baby mommas and the niggas come with lil' dick
Ain't no bitch comin' after me, just a lil' bitch
Knockoff, beatdown, never did shit small
Body goals, same ho talkin' in the group chat
Worried 'bout my old shit, bitch this a new rack
Ride through, the top off, move 'round, knockdown
Two words, boss bitch, attitude, talk shit
New spot, renovate, pussy smell rich-rich
Smile when I piss y'all off
Couldn't of thought a bitch fell off

I ain't ever did shit small all a bitch know is big ball (big ball)
F*ck a bitch, get pissed off she gon' holla like a hit dog (like what?)
I ain't worried 'bout y'all hoes don't nobody do it like To (hol' up, hol' up)
Boss bitch out my city, can't another bitch f*ck wit me, lil' bitch

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Ring

Yeah (DY Krazy)
You young Gs and OGs, you know (DJ on the beat so it's a banger
That choppa though

I let it ring (brrt)
You know what I mean (yeah)
I don't drink green (uh uh)
I need my cream (let's go)
I just wanna cum on her (what?)
Her face and her spleen
I just wanna let that bitch (what?)
Let that bitch ring

When shit get wrong, it can't go right
Now I've been known to get shit blown
Up outta proportion for most sake
Be careful with your body, put that on ice
I'm not gon' tweet, I'm not gon' type
Whatever you say, okay, alright
You pick your fate, you pay your price
Just know I do not play, alright, alright

Yeah, lil buddy acting hard (what?)
I send 'em to God (I send 'em to God)
My dawg like dodge (ay)
They pull up and charge (they pull up and ay)
I'm riding the ten speed (skrrt)
It's hard to pull out the 'rage (yeah)
It's dark I'm f*cking your daughter (yeah)
They twins, I'm Mr. Rogers

Now this is a problem with a hundred thousand dollars in the truck
Ain't talk shit, we follow them punks
You cross that line, everybody getting ducked
Fast forward twenty five years, and I grew up
Nigga talk shit, don't do shit to 'em
Press that line and your string get pulled
Got a problem, bring it to 'em
Just don't be so immature

I let it ring (brrt)
You know what I mean (yeah)
I don't drink green (uh uh)
I need my cream (let's go)
I just wanna cum on her (what?)
Her face and her spleen
I just wanna let that bitch (what?)
Let that bitch ring

When shit get wrong, it can't go right
Now I've been known to get shit blown
Up outta proportion for most sake
Be careful with your body, put that on ice
I'm not gon' tweet, I'm not gon' type
Whatever you say, okay, alright
You pick your fate, you pay your price
Just know I do not play, alright, alright

This shit's on sight, don't blame it on strike
Don't blame it on ice, don't blame it on drink
I took a lil' X, I f*ck on my ex
I did a lil' wrong, I'm making it right
Where did he go? He ran out back
He must've ran track, I slash his back
I got war wounds, under my tats
I got a few Bloods, they all say Slatt
I got a few Crips, they all on neck
I bust on her lips, but not her back
that's not my bitch, that's not my neck
I'm just her pimp, I'm not her dad
The cops pulled me over, they smelled my thrax
It's not my gat, but them my racks
Them my lewis and them my Slatts
And that's my car and that's my bitch

Ain't none of your concern, keep me outta that shit, nigga
All on my dick, tryna follow my bitch
If you catch me in Vegas, I'ma catch a new case
Fifty niggas with you and I'ma be in your face
Nigga think this shit a game, bet his ass get stabbed
Nineteen in the clip, let his ass get had
Best case scenario, get your ass kidnapped
Worst case, end up in a plastic bag
Without order there is chaos
Never let 'em handle a nigga
Motherf*ckin' player, I do it like in Atlanta, nigga
You do that shit for IG and the f*cking camera
You 'gon be happy 'til someone teach you some f*cking manners

When shit get wrong, it can't go right
Now I've been known to get shit blown
Up outta proportion for most sake
Be careful with your body, put that on ice
I'm not gon' tweet, I'm not gon' type
Whatever you say, okay, alright
You pick your fate, you pay your price
Just know I do not play, alright, alright

I let it ring (brrt)
You know what I mean (yeah)
I don't drink green (uh uh)
I need my cream (let's go)
I just wanna cum on her (what?)
Her face and her spleen
I just wanna let that bitch (what?)
Let that bitch ring

You know what the f*ck going on with us, man

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Pardon

(June, you're a genius)
(Hitmaka)

Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden (Harden), beg your pardon (ay)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon

Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon (yeah)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin (yeah)

Well, if I may speak freely, we gon' get a bag if we need it
Buss it down, flip it, repeat it, suckas be greedy
We was never playin' in the game, if we was, before we lost, we cheated
Hold up, they ain't made a game you can play on me
I just be prayin' for these niggas, that they pray on me
They got another thing comin', homie, they gon' see
I got the blessings of an angel everyday on me
Okay, cherry, nigga used to ask me where I'm from
Tell 'em Bankhead, nigga, but the earth my turf
Work, wonder what's up under my shirt
Wonder why I ain't gettin' searched
Nigga, TIP been solid, speak against his name in the hood
And you will get slapped out 'bout it, had straps out wildin'
But moments in the past just made me who I am
That's why I don't run from it
Keep it one hunnid', anyone who don't like it, then f*ck 'em
Get a little money then double level
Came a way from sellin' weed in the envelope
To Puff Daddy standin' with me in chinchillas
Road run, Rubberband Man
Made a hundred mil' off of fifty grand man
Well, goddamn, my suggestion is you follow your dreams in this bitch
Put your heart in this shit, you're bound to get rich, no cap

Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden (Harden), beg your pardon (ay)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon

Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon (yeah)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin

I just wore two million worth of jewelry to an interview
I got people askin' me "What the f*ck done got into you?"
I done put it all on the line, I knew that the rent was due
Hard to go and get, no trippin', it wasn't no handouts
Corner store got hot, we start sellin' 'em out my man house
We ain't never have nothin', stay pullin' bands out
I been runnin' it up and I heard he ran out
Know these pussy niggas wishin' shit would fan out, it won't
How you make the gun go on safety? It don't
You that young turnt nigga, Baby, for shit, sure
Never in my feelings 'bout a broad, she can hit, bro
Red inside, Rolls truck, call it Big Boat
Heard a nigga say he want smoke
Switch out my clip on my pole, had to add a lil' more
I ain't really up for no arguin'
Nigga said he gon' do what? Bitch, beg your pardon

Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden (Harden), beg your pardon (ay)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon

Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon (yeah)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin

Shut up, sucka nigga, get up
Crazy in your head thinkin' you can get a head up
Foreign, automotives all in my lawn
Yawn, did this shit so long it's gettin' borin'
Tapped into the culture, made a motherf*ckin' lifestyle
Shoutout to my niggas doin' trap music right now
You know we ain't with the hype, mean on the mic
Get to switchin' out a queen, just 'cause she ain't what we like, ay
I'm a king, done my thing from the green to the white
When you finished with opinions, I got four or five classics
Say I ain't the shit, that nigga must be dippin' acid
F*ck what all them other niggas doin', all I know is keep goin'
Start gettin' money, I enjoyed it, started sellin' crack for employment
Make it out of Georgia, that was a nigga only intent
Get the suckas out the way and get rich
Blockin' my path, boy, the .40 cal start barkin' like my nigga DMX in this bitch
I'm a vet at this shit and all I ever been was authentic
Twenty years I been handlin' my business
Get in my bag, stackin' my pennies
Buyin' everything on the west side of the city
'Cause that's where all the niggas don't play about TIP
So, what I care 'bout what you got to say about TIP
Nigga, beg your pardon

Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden (Harden), beg your pardon (ay)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon

Heard somebody said I wasn't poppin' (poppin')
Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred k in my pocket
I be outside totin' carbon
With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon (yeah)
I just put the Patek on a throwaway
Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga beg your pardon

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On the Hood

Huh, I came in the game, puttin' these bosses in check
Got a problem, with it? Good luck with that
Okay, I earned my stripes, I'm tried and true
If you hangin' with an opp nigga, it f*ck you too
That's on the hood
Yeah, nigga, that's on the hood

Okay, still get paid off rap you see
Did my deal like Master P
Ayy, listen, all my gas be vacuum sealed
Killin' this shit dead, no casualty
Okay, built my empire gradually
Used to keep white like ashy knees
Ain't no comparison you better do it carefully
Could still mention their name, just after me
Will never trade who I am to be whatever you are
We gon' get some understandin' before I go in your jaw
Ain't gotta ask no one 'bout you, already know you all your flaws
You get in front of police and tell 'em whatever you saw
One thing about it, big wheel gon' keep on rollin'
Until the forward motion regress and when it bring out your best
That when the pressure get applied, nigga die for respect
Your ego big as a giant, you tryna keep 'em in check
Good luck with that

Huh, I came in the game, puttin' these bosses in check
Got a problem, with it? Good luck with that
Okay, I earned my stripes, I'm tried and true
If you hangin' with an opp nigga, it f*ck you too
That's on the hood
Yeah, nigga, that's on the hood

On block, changed a nigga lyrics, guess I'm finally famous
Five hundred K in jewelry, bitch, I finally made it
Still swappin' out the twenties, right on Section Davies
Quarter million cash stash, bro, them shit got rated
Still yellin' free my neighbors, enough for us to lead the nation
F*ck it up, we need to save it
Bank to hustlin', I need the paper
Hit me up, you need a favor (from me)
I can still get the truck load, young Dugg
I been betrayed it's hard to trust hoes
I might swap it out TIP go throw my buffs on
Lock in with the custo', top ten for a month long
Drop 'em for a run but still cop 'em with backend
Ayy, we can nuke two hundred, I might need to grab tens

I came in the game, putiin' these bosses in check
Got a problem, with it? Good luck with that
Okay, I earned my stripes, I'm tried and true
If you hangin' with an opp nigga, it f*ck you too
That's on the hood
Yeah, nigga, that's on the hood
Gang land, hail Gang Mozzy
One on top, akhi, Nigga

Ay, I don't f*ck with suckers and niggas that do
My brother f*ck with suckers, word to mother, he gettin' it too
Share your location when you postin', I'm sendin' them through
Talk about them corners, you be posted, we been in them too
Whoever ain't no child of these trenches is just a recruit
Blew them out the trap, niggas stupid, these bitches ain't bool
Hang with him, get hung with him, f*ck niggas, no love for 'em
I just bought a new drum for him, I ain't bringin' up what I done for him
You ain't G enough to come pluck somthin', nigga, shut up (shut up)
I remain calm under pressure, when niggas was one up (on God)
We get the up on 'em, niggas up somethin' when you run up
Ayy, I got a phone call 'bout six-five and I hung up
Why do your name keep bein' brung up? Paper work bein' dug up?
If you ever told on one of your brothers you niggas is suckers
(You niggas is suckers)

Said why do your name keep bein' brung up? Paper work bein' dug up?
If you ever told on one of your brothers you niggas is suckers
(You niggas is suckers)

I came in the game, putiin' these bosses in check
Got a problem, with it? Good luck with that
Okay, I earned my stripes, I'm tried and true
If you hangin' with an opp nigga, it f*ck you too
That's on the hood

Oh shit I used to sell dope and get money
You know I told you niggas, shit I made my tit then blew my nip off
Nigga, that's on the hood
You need two nipples to balance
Bitch, mind your business, my equilibrity is off

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Moon Juice

(Hitmaka)
(Right Now Sound) Oh

Oh-oh-oh, you know what I wanna do
Tryna take you over the moon (yeah, yeah)
I just want a sip of the juice, yeah
Oh-oh-oh (yeah), you know what I wanna do
Tryna take you over the moon (the moon, yeah, yeah)
I just want a sip of the juice, yeah, yeah

Haha, it's up, babe, perfect timing (timing)
Uh, shawty body like a wine glass (wine)
Five-foot-three with your fine ass (fine)
Yeah, you get better as the time pass
One-four-three, you done locked it up (yeah)
Pull them panties to the side, I had to mop it up (ooh)
Tell your lame ex-nigga he ain't stoppin' us (yeah)
Double C's, Louis V, had to cop you some
Callin' out Rolls (Rolls)
Girl, you're drop-dead in a drop head (yeah)
Whatever to get you alone
Can you say my name like it's a topic? (Topic)

Oh-oh-oh (yeah, yeah), you know what I wanna do (oh)
Tryna take you over the moon (moon, yeah, yeah)
I just want a sip of the juice, yeah
Oh-oh-oh (yeah), you know what I wanna do
Tryna take you over the moon (the moon, yeah, yeah)
I just want a sip of the juice, yeah, yeah (King, btich)

Soon as I open my mouth, they know I'm from Atlanta
Where every nigga got a Phantom, a Audemars
And extendos on they hammers (yeah)
Stay away from paparazzi cameras
I'm old-school, I'm a dope boy, baby, I ain't never been a scammer
Raise my antenna (woo)
Smooth like a player dude (uh-huh)
Two hundred thousand for a bag full of residue (yup)
Me tuck my tail? I ain't gon' never do (uh-huh)
Just better know my youngins ain't gon' hesitate when I let 'em loose (forreal)
but they ain't got nothin' to do with what I'm tellin' you (look)
Take my number, make me make myself available (here)
I'll take you somewhere off the grid, be untraceable
Introduce you to a vibe, irreplaceable, King

Oh-oh-oh (yeah, yeah), you know what I wanna do (oh)
Tryna take you over the moon (moon, yeah, yeah)
I just want a sip of the juice, yeah
Oh-oh-oh (yeah), you know what I wanna do
Tryna take you over the moon (the moon, yeah, yeah)
I just want a sip of the juice, yeah, yeah

I know you probably never gon' see like
You never had a nigga from the hood with that D like
California, baby, so you know just what we like
Walk that, talk that, nigga, that G life
Trunk full of gas usually in my backpack
Run up on a dawg and I ra-ta-ta-tat-tat
Seven Deuce capris, the paint job's a beast
Cruisin' through the city with your mama or your niece
On the Eastside, we ride the most
Pick and roll, then we slide the post
Stay fly but ride with toast
You better recognize
Jeremih, T.I., we collectivize
Rectify, outstanding
Premeditated, never reprimanded
In the mask lookin' like a bandit
Jettin' in my jet to another planet
That's how I planned it, off we go
'Cause you got what I want
So I'm givin' you what you need
So stop playin' with me (playin' with me)
Get in with a boss and buckle up 'cause we about to take off, yessir

Oh-oh-oh (yeah, yeah), you know what I wanna do (oh)
Tryna take you over the moon (moon, yeah, yeah)
I just want a sip of the juice, yeah
Oh-oh-oh (yeah), you know what I wanna do
Tryna take you over the moon (tryna take you over the moon)
I just want a sip of the juice, yeah, yeah (I just want a sip of the juice)

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Air & Water Interlude

Without TIP, the world just might tip
Might fall off axis
That's what you call balance
The ying, the yang, the twins, Gemini
They looking at the diamonds on you
Forgot you came out a cold world
Driving Taurus got you Ford
The trap like a cancer, crabs in the barrel
You still adored it
You was in your element
You know, heir to the throne
A lot of talk about your home, niggas think Tiny, you talk big
Lot of lying under fire, you did some shit
But ask a Sagittarius 'bout your archery
As straight as a straight shooter can get
Was raised by the wolves, gotta keep the sheep from your kids
I see what the Pisces
Lot of crusty niggas wanna try P
Nigga, he TIP
Son of a gun, seen it, all of the clips
Looking in the eyes of justice and been a pupil of it
In his sixth house but he ain't a virgin to this
Done time and took time to cover the shit
Making sure the scales wasn't tipped in the wrong way for our people
Feel like he the GOAT in this bitch
Way beyond December to January-ish
He always gon' score POs, get off of the dick
We know you love your family, you welcome to fish
Go through hell for all of your kids
They your heir-ies, FGs
Let her fly, let him be
But no retrograde
So let's get back to the A
And why they call you the king of this shit

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Hypno

What Juicy say? He be like
Shut the f*ck up!
Yeah, yeah, hahaha
King

I got immaculate vision, no cataracts in my pupils
Don't understand my decisions so I don't need your approval
I'm a motherf*ckin' villain, just like you see in the movie
But still a motherf*ckin' hero, stay lowkey like casino
You know we fill the 'sino, pocket full of them C-notes
Backwood full that primo, bad bitches drinkin' on Pino
And margarita, bikinis, in different cities you seen it
With bitches thick as Serena, lickin'-
I see the line between 'em, man, they ain't actin' a genius
Fill up arenas, promoters, we take they ass to a cleaners
Two decades straight, a hundred shows, a hundred K at the gate
A night, a piece, capisce? Bread bigger than me (jheeze)

On the road to riches and diamond rings
Where real niggas move things on private planes
I said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass
Lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass
Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat
Shinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach
Prey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet
Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll

Man, I been beefin' with my daughter, man, I'm dealin' with shit
And a lot of my niggas contemplatin', goin' killin' some shit
I put my bitch out like I'm Martin, in my feelings and shit
'Nother day of a dope boy, hunnid million, legit, okay
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Where real niggas move things on private planes
And you know I was trappin', workin' at an early age
Count my money, multiply, hurry, bag it up and buy it
Sixty-five, with the iron, on the highway, blowin' big gas
Lookin' for me I been sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass
F*ck up, I am handling my own motherf*ckin' business
drama, we ain't goin' back and forth 'bout the riff raff
Nigga talkin', nigga big cap, I won't listen to 'em
They get kidnapped back when nobody pay the reserve for 'em
Ain't never been a pawn, always been a king
And I ain't never gave a damn what a nigga think, f*ck 'em

On the road to riches and diamond rings
Where real niggas move things on private planes
I said you lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass
Lookin' for me, I be sucker duckin' yo' lil' bitch ass
Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat
Shinnin' like bitches in bikinis, sunny day on the beach
Prey on the weak, never, I'ma find a way to stay on my feet
Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll

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1/2 Ticket

(feat. London Jae & Conway the Machine)

Hitmaka
June, you're a genius

Yeah, tryna f*ck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (Yeah)
Tryna f*ck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (King, bitch, yeah)

You know what it is here, boy
Nigga disrepect, treat him like a real lil' boy
You tied my hand, I was left with no choice
Took me to a dark place that the steel enjoy
Okay, shoutout to my nigga, kept it real in the war
Been through so much shit that you don't feel anymore
Numb to it, thumb through it, trouble, I'ma run to it
Shootouts every week, that shit was just fun to us
In my childhood, knew I was an entrepreneur
Took a hundred dollar bill, turned one into four
I learned wanna win big, gotta take big risks
'Member thirteen sayin', "I'ma run this shit"
Uh, started with a dream and a trap van
Look at what I f*cked, God, I brung this shit
Uh, twenty years later, must say
I'm the coolest motherf*cker that ever done this shit
Goddamn

Tryna f*ck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (Yeah)
Tryna f*ck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah (Yeah)
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

F*ck nigga, how could you hate?
These niggas be talkin', they watches is fake, look (Hah)
Rocket I got on my waist
It's real in these streets, you ain't got what it takes, yeah (You pussy, nigga)
I get a bag every week
By the end of the month, nigga, watch what I make, uh (Hahaha)
Watch what you say to me
Last nigga got outta pocket got rocked in the face (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Yeah, I got my bands all in order
Five hundred P's, I can handle the order, uh
I work apparently smarter
This piece I got on sixty carats in water, woo
I put some ice on my bitch
And that Rollie was like thirty bands that I bought her
Jammed up my bro, got my man on recorder
While he in the Feds, I take care of his daughter
Machine

Tryna f*ck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah (Yeah)
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah
Tryna f*ck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (King, bitch, yeah)

Who you say would do it like this?
Bankhead, put it on the hood like this, uh
Dropped outta school in '96
Then hopped off in the game and matured like this, uh
Teacher said I wouldn't be shit
Hell, if I had listened to him then I wouldn't be TIP
You crossed that line, why wouldn't we trip?
Hollywood U-turn, nigga, when will you learn?
Payin' all the prices, ain't no nigga like this
Standin' in the fire, middle finger to the crisis
Believe the scales is offset, lil' nigga
You better get me, that a lost bet, lil' nigga
From shootouts on Westside to convos with insiders
Confront the one who make leaders and misguide us
Bitch slap the piss out 'em, won't take no shit out 'em
Hear me when I say, give a f*ck about your feelings
Goddamn

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Respect the Code

(My guy, Mars)

Hmm, hey they say ignorance is bliss, huh?
I guess niggas is so blissful
Do anything for dollars, the thought of havin' a fistful
Make 'em switch sides when it lookin' grim and dismal
A coward dies a thousand deaths, no pistol
See f*ck nigga do f*ck shit 'cause they got f*cked up intentions to
Nigga got no principle, better watch who you listen to
I see it in your eyes, you weak, the lies you speak
And shit you do right now, where I'm from, you die in the streets
'Cause, boy, that hoe shit
I'm in the game, I ain't worried what the coach said
Ay boy you lame, better watch how you approach that
All in your feelings, showin' all of your emotions
I'ma be at yo' neck about that ho shit

All the drama, I love it, get an erection for it
Like go to Vegas, fight police, not get arrested for it
The smoke, I'm runnin' to it, trouble with and devoid
And, hell, they blow it in your direction, you best be ready for it
Right, you're humble, arrogant, oxymoron, anomaly
Egotistical activist, master solution strategist
Full-time family man, part-time politics
Trap nigga, fashion icon, I'm all of it
Don't crucifyin' the messenger
'Cause the message real you need to hear it
Absorb and let it sizzle in your spirit
To all these niggas goin' out, sad, actin' all weird
You embarrassin' yourself, looky here, nigga

Oh, no, niggas don't respect the code (respect the code)
Oh, no, act like bitches, niggas act like hoes (they disrespect the code)
Catch insomnia, oh don't you sleep (keep your eyes open)
Keep your open (your eyes), your eyes open (yeah, yeah)

I wish I really knew how to sing for you, baby (they disrespect the code)
But since I can't, I'ma count this paper in front of you and
Shower you with these gifts and (mmh, they don't respect the code)
I'ma tell you the best shit that come to my mind and (Maybach Music)
I want you to feel like I love you, baby

Abu Dhabi, the penthouse floors not for the amateurs
Calamari from California, came with cannabis (came with cannabis)
Fill arenas that put the team up on the banisters
Pinkie rings and the other things that's seen to gamblers
Count your acres, build your estates, we call it farm life (call it farm life)
Talkin' heavy, your chain's so hallow in your charm like
Pistol poppin', you whip look polished and broad's nice
Ke-mo sah-bee, hundred kilos just on a calm night (just on a calm night)
Glad to see me, bowl of zucchini, call it mob life
Drop the top then call the models, yes all the tall type
Bel-air bottles back in Beverly Hills, we balled out
Biggest boss, I'm poppin' dollars, f*ck what you talkin' 'bout?
Hundred racks in no Cadillacs, now pull your cards out (pull your cards out)
See a felon, then feed the felons, so they think you jealous
Say you love him and write him letters, but you never mail 'em
Facts, I'm at the top because I'm chargin' tax, acts

Oh, no, niggas don't respect the code (respect the code)
(Renzel, a.k.a William)
Oh, no (the big fish, Tilikum)
Act like bitches, niggas act like hoes (uh, they disrespect the code)
Catch insomnia, oh don't you sleep (keep your eyes open)
Keep your open (your eyes), your eyes open (yeah, yeah)

You just inspect the code
You don't respect the code

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Put Some on It

(feat. Ms. Pat)

Sheesh, since I been gone, niggas all in my track
Gotta give me that back, yeah
Thinkin' I'm gon' take an L
Give it to me, I'll be givin' that back, yeah, yeah
Approach me aggressive
I bet ya times ten you be giving that back, hmm, hmm
Back like I left something, bih
Say my name, put some respect on that shit

Don't you misconstrue me 'cause I'm shootin' movies
Drop an album when I get the time to do it
Legendary and I'm still young
Still gettin' eight-figure deals done
Okay, yeah, I see you droppin' lil' songs
Bought some new chains and you feel strong
But the fact remain, lil' homie
Keep puttin' on, I'ma do you real wrong
Get your shit together, nigga, you know better
You a lightweight and I'm a sumo wrestler
Nigga cross that line, nigga, who gon' get ya?
And I ain't even gotta be in the room with ya
I been doin' this shit 'fore True Religion
Stackin' that money my new religion
Wait a minute, this year, you ain't in tune, is ya?
Nigga still ain't barkin' at the moon, is ya?
I'm still on the hill in my Lear out in Hampton
No disrespect tolerated, we relax that
Multimillionaire, let 'em grade, never pass that
Get it out the mud, know your worth, then your ass attack

Sheesh, since I been gone, niggas all in my track
Gotta give me that back, yeah
Thinkin' I'm gon' take an L
Give it to me, I'll be givin' that back, yeah, yeah
Approach me aggressive
I bet ya times ten you be giving that back, hmm, hmm
Back like I left something, bih
Say my name, put some respect on that shit

From the inner-city to the outskirt
Turned the white work into house work, yeah
Base, slab so solid, junkie bite it, make his mouth hurt
From the underworld to the upper-level
Rubbin' elbows, doin' deals with 'em (Who?)
The Arthur Blank's, Mark Cuban's of the world
Partner, you can't even deal with 'em
Manager be wantin' me to chill with him
All I do is keep it real with him
Found a way to designer plates
Preferably with two or three meals in it (Yeah)
My life a motherf*ckin' movie
Somebody oughta be filmin' it (Sheesh)
And the industry went and tried to cross that bridge
I did with it, you know?
Jumped, twelve-years-old, off the porch, on the asphalt
Big risk, big reward, just avoid gettin' your ass caught
Re-up and flip 'til you rich for a lifetime
Then it's f*ck whoever think of downtime
Ho, I'm back in this bih, gotta have mine, yeah

Sheesh, since I been gone, niggas all in my track
Gotta give me that back, yeah
Thinkin' I'm gon' take an L
Give it to me, I'll be givin' that back, yeah, yeah
Approach me aggressive
I bet ya times ten you be giving that back, hmm, hmm
Back like I left something, bih
Say my name, put some respect on that shit

I gotta tell you, TIP
Your neck look like a old bitch pussy during the pandemic, haha
I said, "If this nigga don't cut that grandma pussy off his chin," hahahaha
I was like, "TIP neck look like my ass when I can't shave it"

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Family Connect

If I had the magical powers
To redo all the things, most people have written
And if I had those powers, to bring you back here again

I'm runnin' in circles, lookin' and searchin'
Look high and low for the purpose
Convincin' myself this earth is just full curses and cursive
I pull the curtains, interpretin' how I exposed the surface
Of niggas that no one's ever seen
They hide behind these magazines
Let's see, I seen it all, way back
If I was you, I wouldn't say that, no
Anything they ever did to make sure I wouldn't ever win
It just made me a better man, I put that on my soul
If it's platinum in my watch, should I still care 'bout goin' gold?
If I gave that shit away, you think I'm ever goin' broke?
I'm not chasin' money, money chasin' me
You found what you lookin' for when you stop lookin' for it
End of story, yeah

See, more nigga want the glory and think success is euphoric
Expect to get rich tourin' and never do shit for it, man
I been historic so long, it's gettin' borin'
Multiple mansions to reside and switch foreigns, pourin'
Plenty game in Domani cup
All our moves are calculatin', you could wish the dummy's luck
Yeah I guess everyone exaggerates when they comin' up
But that just their imagination, really, these niggas ain't got no money, bruh
They wanna know who you are, not who you wanna be
Want smoke online and ain't handle the around-the-corner beef
Coward, good luck avoidin' gettin' extorted
With absentee morals and horrible priorities
Catch you somewhere in your mid-forties
Down in Florida, by the water, scrapin' up enough to buy a forty
Type of billboard ain't shit when you did poorly
Buy your kids so they can't remember what you did for 'em

Ayy, you remember when you showed me that half a mill' in that shoe box?
Then I said, "I want to rap," so you put me on Big and 2Pac
'Fore we came a long way, L.A. With B and Jay
Or flyin' to Coachella playing Spades on PJ's
Gimme three days, my gallery finna triple my salary
Doubled up on my K Dot, the sad shit, watch my calories
Crazy, I couldn't fathom the thought of me goin' platinum
I shattered my ceiling and captured my feelings in this verse
I'll gradually kill 'em, I'll turn down a million, it's not worth my integrity
I'm most definitely my daddy's son, it's no denyin'
I used to run from my last name
I was mortified of being that nigga that live off a nigga at twenty-five
So I moved out at eighteen and now I'm on my own
Pops, I know you got it, but I'd just rather get it on my own
Tell 'em stop askin' all them questions, the answers in my song
Place the pen in my left hand and watch me write my wrongs

Ha, it funny ain't it, how I could be entertainin'?
Millions stashed in the bank and more millions on real estate
Ridin' round in a Vanquish, tryna stop for complainants
'Cause my kids won't let me help 'em and I just can't ascertain it
Then again, kinda remind me of me 'fore I met Jason
Sellin' crack daily but knew I was goin' places, listen
Sometimes you confident, can over-wear your conscious
To the point, seem like it make the smartest one do the dumbest shit
Learn to be the thermostat, not the thermometer
Never put your trust in niggas, even when they promise something
Okay, pride keep you hungry when you on the come up
Don't matter who you son of, nigga, you a one-of-one
Sometimes the weight feel like a hundred tons
I know, but learned to carry load
'Cause that the Harris way
Go win a hundred or nothin', don't never half-way
F*ck with anything and keep navigating your pathway
I already know it's greatness in you 'cause I put it there
They say that pressure make diamonds, find it
Be you at all times and see who not to align with
Nigga, shinin' was the point of the assignment
Duh

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Make Amends

Uh
A message to pursuance, who hate me 'cause I'm affluent
Well what the f*ck you doing? You try me you will be ruined
Animosity brewing from a distant, resentment
'Cause I've been the shit since 'fore you had a pot to piss in, yeah
So you think my decisions are unorthodox?
Then how you enter with no key when all the doors are locked?
Avoidin' cop, blowin' weed in a foreign car (skrrt)
Think you goin' to war? Won't be goin' far
Caught your cell goin' off, end up a tragic law (damn)
Pay the ultimate call for runnin' your mouth
Revert the urban legend, TIP intersect it, don't disrespect it now
I got a problem wit' you, I'm in your presence, impressive
Stepping (step), wishin' peace and blessing to my opposition (ppeace)
Just know that disrespect is unforgiven (f*ck you)
You burn bridges, ain't no jumpin' fences (nah)
And shit go left ain't no comprehension (woo)
And ain't no question, gonna be consequences
King

Forgive us 'cause we have sinned
Kings among peasants, and God amongst men
Say amen, make amends
You know, what go around come again
F*ck nigga, come again
Forgive us 'cause we have sinned
Kings among peasants, and God amongst men
Say amen, make amends (amen)
Amen, let us pray
Ha-heh

Just the thought alone make my body get the shivers
Forgive us for the bodies at the bottom of the rivers (rivers)
'Cause when the devil call more than likely we delivered (uh-huh)
So we deserve whatever it is that you wanna give us (whatever)
Make it territorial, I make it your memorial (on sight)
One or two calls, they gon' kill like three or four of ya (yup)
We can go outside, but you ain't gotta brawl in you (uh-uh)
Know what it is pussy, used to niggas spalling you
Repercussions (uh-huh), consequences (yeah)
The Bible's a good read, a lot of contradictions (yeah)
Find me some good weed, I'll be in the trenches
In front of the store nigga, or probably on the benches (probably on the benches)
Champ here so is the belt nigga, when the heat is on I melt niggas
Don't say you feel me (uh-uh), 'cause you don't even know how I felt nigga
And you can say your prayers if you think they'll help nigga
What's up?

Forgive us 'cause we have sinned (ha-heh)
Kings among peasants, and God amongst men
Say amen, make amends
You know, what go around come again
F*ck nigga, come again
Forgive us 'cause we have sinned (ah)
Kings among peasants, and God amongst men
Say amen, make amends (make amends)

Yeah, uh
Lord cover my soul, I'm a sinner covered in gold
Buried some in the hole 'cause this money come and it goes
Caught cases for them street corners I left covered with snow
War wit' the government owing shit that none of us own
I had an advantage, only when I'm packin' this cannon
It's nothin', 'cause I knew hustling come wit' collateral damage
F*ck it, kept it one hundred 'cause that's gonna add to your chances
Just make sure them niggas you rock with matchin' your standards (watch them niggas)
My life a movie like Don Cheadle, heroine needles
You only owe back loyalty if the squad feed you (that's it)
Five ratchets in a small Regal (small Regal)
Survive trappin', every cents, my finances been all legal (it's different)
Yeah, killers on my back I was well-aware (what happened?)
So I loaded up that .50 then I said a prayer (our Father)
I'm sittin' reminiscin' on my felon years
Trap nigga, ran up six figures like a set of stairs
Let's go

Forgive us 'cause we have sinned
Kings among peasants, and God amongst men
Say amen, make amends
You know, what go around come again
F*ck nigga, come again
Forgive us 'cause we have sinned
Kings among peasants, and God among men
Say amen, make amends (amen)

---

Fire & Earth Interlude

I'm speaking, I'm speaking, okay?
Silent no more
The blood of our people arising from the shores
Ascending from the sand
Straight to our hands
Dripping from our fingertips
Yelling, kicking, screaming, and dreaming
See, they were here and know they're gone
And we didn't even have to say so long
Because they gave us the blueprint
Sat in, marched, slaughtered, and lynched for this shit
But we'd rather sit around, get money, clout chase, and gloat
Everybody got time, everybody want smoke
You can tweet and you can type, but did you motherf*ckers vote?
I dare you to vote
I dare you to leave the trap
I dare you to learn more about your credit score
I dare you to know less about sports and own more houses and stores
Own some shit you could really call yours
'Cause, news flash, it ain't really your hood if you don't own no doors

I dare you to rap about anything but your pussy
Or how good you suck his-
How good you look and how tight your Fashion Nova fit
I remember when rap queens really used to spit
Like really used to kick shit
Would look you dead in the face and ask you, "Who you calling a bitch?"
But now it's just so wet, how wet is it?
Is it as wet as our ancestors who were thrown over boat to drown, soaking wet?
Like sweat beads running down Harriet's neck?
Wet like immigrants swimming across borders until freedom?
Is it wet like Tamika Mallory's back
As she marched down to Louisville, Kentucky for Breonna Taylor
As she put her life on the front line?
Not knowing if it would be her last time
How wet is it?

'Cause Breonna Taylor was here
George Floyd was here
Ahmaud Arbery was here
Rayshard Brooks was here
Ronald Green was here
Elijah McClain was here
Jamarion Robinson was here
And now they're gone
And we didn't even get the chance to say so long

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Pantone Blue

(feat. Alec Beretz)

Pantone Blue, when I'm with you
Off-White lies, black snake eyes
Tried so hard to make you a believer
To see you a little clearer
'Cause you and I were made to live through more

Yeah
Shoutout to the most high, made a nigga so fly
Not a day goes by I ain't been that dude
You got that fire on me, let's get high
Wanted 3.5, I'ma bring back 2
I'm the exception, consider me the anomaly
No superstition, a superstar know astrology
I got a hunnid flows, for a hunnid beats
I want a hunnid mill', but did you want a million?
Kept a hunnid then, keep it a hunnid still
Get on your ass, I don't care nothing 'bout who you go and tell (So?)
I pray these haters never catch me like they (Ha)
Nigga behind the wall, I pray they let ya outta there (Forreal)
'Specially you tell like they got you on a carousel (Forreal)
Tryna beat your cell like you playin' solitaire (Damn)
When you needed help, they was never there
If you live or die, feel like they never cared
Meanwhile, I'm navigatin' smooth, movin' through the pandemic
God done made a believer out ya ass, now didn't He?
Nigga, mind your business, shut down your business
Shut down New York in a New York minute, listen
Until your ambition feedin' your fam, listen, don't expect them to get your vision

When the shit bad live and you can't come through
Got the Rolls Royce truck and the Phantom too
Both Pantone, Blue

Pantone Blue, when I'm with you (Haha, you dig?)
Off-White lies, black snake eyes
Tried so hard to make you a believer
To see you a little clearer
'Cause you and I were made to live through more

In the city, shiftin' gears in a six-speed
Bendin' corners, ask like homie, "What the lick read?"
Muggin' hard, he say, "Nothin'," lookin' mischievous
Show it to 'em but don't let his smile mislead ya
Okay now, ain't nobody around, can't no one save ya
If we proceed with the procedure
Okay now, 12 come around, speak no evil
When they ask my old lady, she ain't no neither
On social media, these people be talkin' shit, so unfortunate
If I ignored it, just could seem important, yeah
Knew who I was and never tried to be more than that
Scramblin' quarterback, ballin', boardin' jets
Start recoupin' before you even could go into debt
Nothin' but love to the ones, just show 'em respect
(All of my prayers to the ones that opposite that)
Shit
When they openin' outside, it's just fascination
Me, I'm more worried 'bout the vaccination
Man, these people diabolical, they nothin' to play with
Put that shit in you or your baby, your ass crazy
But when the sun's out, and it's backlit
You sittin' poolside with a bad chick

When the shit bad live and you can't come through
Got the Rolls Royce truck and the Phantom too
Both Pantone, Blue

Yeah, you and I were made for living
I only try to love you more
But I been caught up in my ocean
Sinking deeper than before
You shine light upon my shadow
You breathe pleasure into pain
You paint my world in Pantone Blue
So I no longer see in gray

Pantone Blue, when I'm with you
Off-White lies, black snake eyes
Tried so hard to make you a believer
To see you a little clearer
'Cause you and I were made to live through more

---

Horizons

We are the mothers of civilization
We carry the entire nation on our backs
Our wounds have birthed America's greatest accomplishments
But be clear, our wrath will bring her to her knees
I am a black woman, and the black woman is queen

Wind is high and stormy tonight
We can feel it's magical light
As the sea comes speaking to me
Siren voices drift out of key
Wind and sea mix thoughts in my brain
As we feel it's magical light
Wind and sea mix thoughts in my brain
As we feel it's magical light

Yeah, sittin' on the cement, readin' out the full agreement (Wind and sea)
Don't take shit personally, nigga, just see reflections of they own demon
Own buildings, don't need a loan neither (Nah)
Tryna measure my contributions, homie, you gon' need a long meter
My lyrics on a song with a strong beat
Give you my past just to tell a nigga his future like a palm reader (Damn)
Under palm trees blowin' weed with my feet up
Ain't never worry 'bout when nigga even mess a feat up
You shouldn't ever assume, knowledge is king so
Ask 'bout what you wanna know and say what you mean bro
Met with Farrakhan and asked him, "How in the hell do you love niggas more than they hate they self?"
When you can make it anywhere, but you did make it there
Stay in the same hood that kill you 'fore you get to really take it there
No God perfect, they don't make it fair
I'm meditatin' to keep from gettin' stuck in my way 'cause it ain't safe in there

(Wind and sea mix thoughts in my brain)
Keep from gettin' stuck in my way 'cause it ain't safe
(We can feel it's magical light)
After a darker night come a brighter day, ayy
(Wind and sea mix thoughts in my brain)
Be cautious of shit that you get easy, right away, ayy
(We can feel it's magical light)
They say after a darker night come a brighter day

Yeah, nowadays I try to stay up out the gossip column (I am)
Ignore opinions of people who can't even think to solve small problems (Stupid)
So what the f*ck I look like? Yell it out
Havin' a power struggle with motherf*ckers who ain't even got no f*ckin' power
It be, the same ones tryna empower
That'll kill you either way, 'til you're dead before they give flowers (Damn)
I'd rather die today before I live in fear (Yeah)
And that go for any nigga on this hemisphere (Uh)
Young nigga in it, already winnin', huh? (Forreal?)
I be over here when you're twenty minutes up, yeah
How you gon' make it there burnin' bridges up?
Took too many lessons for granted, you shoulda listened (Boy)
Nigga hate on me, out of ignorance, out of envy
Out of f*cks to give ya, ho, f*ck up out of my business
I got a vision, and journey, and an attorney
Just in case, I use this burner to keep me off of the gurney, ah

(Wind and sea mix thoughts in my brain)
Keep from gettin' stuck in my way 'cause it ain't safe enough
(We can feel it's magical light)
Yeah, after a darker night come a bright day, ayy
(Wind and sea mix thoughts in my brain)
Be cautious of shit that you get easy, right away, ayy, be well
(We can feel it's magical light)
They say after a darker night come a bright day

My name is Tamika D. Mallory
And let me be the one to tell you: A revolution is in progress
I come in the tradition of Harriet Tubman, Ida B. Wells, Ella Baker, and Angela Davis
Mixed with a little bit of Jada Pinkett Smith and Cardi B
Because, you see, Black women aren't one-dimensional
We think different; we move different; we feel different ways about different things
We are not a monolith
But the one thing we all agree on is we deserve respect
And we demand respect
First, we demand respect from our Black kings, and then, we demand respect from the world
You see, Brianna Taylor was essential, and justice for her means justice for me

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How I Feel

(David, David Banner, David-)
(Ain't the way I planned it)
Oh, no, no (oh)
If you could only know my feelings (yeah)
Then you would know how much

Look (hey)
F*ck all that protestin' and marchin' peacefully (yeah)
They still gon' find a way to handle us egregiously (oh)
Legally, if I may get this shit off my mind now (now)
We born in the battlefield, can't call no timeout
Every time now, it's another one of us lyin' out (hey)
Cryin' out, "I can't breathe" until he dies out (oh, no)
Make me ask myself, what would you die about?
I doubt if a nigga been bangin' since junior high
Let 'em fly, opposition resemblin' you and I (sheesh)
Wrist crackin' give a f*ck about it (give a f*ck about it)
They never will 'til they start pickin' up a couple bodies (couple bodies)
When we got killed, well, there's some hours, scattered rain shower
The pain hurt (oh) but the cold heart, fact of the matter, it's gettin' worse
Damn, if I could wish upon a star
I'll send a special bullet everywhere you hateful bastards are
Pull a string like a Gibson guitar, 'way from afar
Slow motion watch it enter your temple and exit your jaw, hmm
Send you all to Hell with a scar, a conversation piece
Hope it maybe leads to a joke when you and Satan speak
Yeah, you was patronizin' us, we waitin' patiently
Well, you'll prolly get your life to trade a day with me
Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (sheesh)
Had extended clips before skinny jeans (yeah)
Now bow and arrows at cop cars with Kerosene, that's how I'm feelin'

How we feel for me
To be all alone (that's how I'm feelin', shoot)
All alone (f*ck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel for me (ain't no God to calm me down now, how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (shoot)
All alone (now f*ck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel

I had a dream me and King saw Zimmerman (Zimmerman)
We laid low, masks up in a rental van (rental van)
He killed a child, body was stiff and twisted, man
A mother cried, only one way to fix it, man
How long 'fore the people in the street
Get tired of the evil, say, "F*ck that"? (F*ck that)
How long will they kneel to heel of the state
With a foot in the face 'fore they bust back? (Bust back)
Won't be long 'fore agents of the state get ate like steak
'Cause the people too strong (too strong)
Rapture's comin' one Sunday, it's blood by Monday
I promise I won't be long (it won't be long)
Lame nigga, same nigga, found out crackers had money on his head
Lame nigga, same nigga, callin' me like, "Michael, I'm scared"
I hug that nigga like Michael did Fredo
Kept it G like Mike Hatle
Excessive force, leave a nigga no choice
But a nigga shoot his shot, fatal (fatal)
Bad boy, bad boy, tell me what you gon' do
When the police kill your mama? (Your mama)
F*ck that, I follow Obama when he kill the crackers
That killed Breonna (Breonna)
I take that charge, stick out my chest
Confess to judge, Your Honor (Your Honor)
I'm the truth, my ancestors pray for your honour
And f*ck your mama

How we feel for me (that's how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (that's how I'm feelin', shoot)
All alone (f*ck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel for me (ain't God to calm me down, how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (shoot)
All alone
How we feel

To the brawl finished, but we all been it
Niggas superhero, can you call any?
Ninety-nine problems, never solved any
But we got the work, then they all been it
Keepin' law and order, it's at tall order
Murder after murder, people y'all killing
Our aunts, uncles, our grandchildren
Can't ask for it, gotta take that shit

Ain't no repentance, eye for an eye, we want our vengeance
Life for a life, he kill your fiancée, kill his wife
Same for his father, generations of sons and daughters
It's hard to stomach, they say I sound like Ali Mohammed
I say you got me, we livin' under these f*ckin' Nazis
What you expected? People riot, then you respected?

It's a split decision, gotta pick a side with this division
But we ain't fit for livin', we can't protect our women and children
Man, we get sick, that Jake gon' give us Clorox and Penicillin (ha)
Experiment in Tuskegee, showed me you would deceive me (forreal)

As the city burned down and the night fall
'96 Impala, we just bouncin' like it's Roundball
This ain't the '90s, and the youngings, I ain't scared, y'all
The water boys, they might shoot back at the red dawgs (oh)
I tell 'em plot plans, strategize, organize (yeah)
Immobilize a secret army and stay unified

How we feel for me (that's how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (that's how I'm feelin', alone, shoot)
All alone, yeah (f*ck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel for me (ain't no God to calm me down, how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (shoot)
All alone (now f*ck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')

How we feel for me (how I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
(I mean the truth is)
To be all alone (I'm a human, you a human)
(Skin color aside, riddle me this)
All alone, yeah (how dare I speak pace to a maniac?)
How we feel for me (how I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
(The f*ck does that make me?)
(I mean)
To be all alone (you motherf*ckers can bend your knees man)
(Fold your hands and your Bibles)
All alone (and pray as much as you motherf*ckin' want but)

The art of not fightin' back was brought to us by Christianity
That was given to us by our oppressor
So you continue to follow that, you continue to follow them
I be goddamned
I tell you what, nigga, you see me down bad, motherf*cker on my ass
Nigga, don't fail me, nigga, help me, nigga
I'm tellin' you that, nigga, while I'm right here, nigga
Nigga, I'd do the same for you
No cap, nigga
That bullshit ain't 'bout nothin'

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We Did It Big

You were here, now you're gone
Didn't even get to say, "So long"
Left me here, now I'm on
You took wings just like a bird, now you're gone
Still I can sit here and say

We did it big, yeah
We did it, we did it big, yeah
We did it big, yeah
We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah
We did it big, yeah
We did it, we did it big, yeah
We did it big, yeah
We did it so f*ckin' big, we did
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it, we did it big, yeah) We did
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah) And I smile
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it, we did it big, yeah) As I reminisce
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah) When we did it big

Me and Folarin, we done kicked the shit and Milan
Wander 'round 'til six or seven in the mornin'
Remember you said, "We so above and beyond, don't nobody be on what we on"
Man but we gon' be on
I'm second guessin' my song, G be like, "Man, that shit gon' be gone"
And you were so right, remember they tried to rob you for my bike
We were fine, they lied
Man, they were the days
When you played football for Duke, we'd beat the shit out of Maine
Man, we were so young
Well, man, standin' at Stanley and Quin tryna get out of the slums
Knew you so long
For runnin' that haul, with that crack in our drawers
It's a ten tryna roll up some weed in your yard
Couldn't even smoke it, we chokin' so hard
Cut to us smokin' in London, Japan
Dropped Urban Legend, we did it again and did it again
I was so mad, phoney valet, got you for my C.O
Still you tell me, I laugh, damn
You went for that one, you say, "Why you laughin'? I bet you, I catch you"
Man, we were so cool
In Hawaii, your fat ass, shirt off eatin' food at the pool
Man, you was so funny
Yellin' we were the shit, we were poor, nigga
F*ck us some money, it hurt me so bad
'Cause I miss you so much, can't say it enough

And my memory just keep takin' me back to a place I hate
I had to give that shit up
But through all of the pain
I smile just thinkin' 'bout
How we were doing our thing, man, we did it big

You were here, now you're gone
Didn't even get to say, "So long"
Left me here, now I'm on
You took wings just like a bird, now you're gone
Still I can sit here and say

We did it big, yeah
We did it, we did it big, yeah
We did it big, yeah
We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah
We did it big, yeah
We did it, we did it big, yeah
We did it big, yeah
We did it so f*ckin' big, we did
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it, we did it big, yeah) We did
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah) And I smile
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it, we did it big, yeah) As I reminisce
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah) When we did it big

So much I can say about my nigga Cap
Life as I know it, it started that day
I pulled up when you totaled your deuce in the corner
You say, "I was winnin' the race though"
Fifth of Hen' to the face, a full fit on your waist
Caught a body, spent millions appealin' your case
While I'm fightin' my own somehow got you home
So drunk in LA, end up pissin' on Drake, shit
F*ck it, that's still my brother since back in the trap house
We had was each other
No fathers, no mothers, just choppers and hustle
Runaway teen, chasin' our dream
In poverty, servin' these junkies and fiends
Lookin' back though, it wasn't as bad as it seemed
We was a team, me, you, and KT
And Day and Jareuse, see Rodney King
Remember you repped with JR and got through from the call
One dude had to shot, pump through the floor in the car
And five-five in traffic, shoot out some revolvers
Reload in front the police
Still escaped on your feet
Folk don't believe it, I tell 'em, and neither when I ain't see it
The shit that we did, faced all our problems head on
Never ran from it, folded ahead
Since we was kids, couldn't get a deal
Said we just gon' trap 'til we Master P
And tears in my eyes, thinkin' right now
'Bout the convo we had the day 'fore you died

My memory just keep takin' me back to a place I hate
I had to givethat shit up
But through all of the pain
I smile just thinkin' 'bout how we were doing our thing, man, we did it big

You were here, now you're gone (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Didn't even get to say, "So long" (oh)
Left me here, now I'm on (oh)
You took wings just like a bird, now you're gone (hey)
Still I can sit here and say
We did it big, yeah
We did it, we did it big, yeah (said we did it big, yeah)
We did it big, yeah
We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah (we did it big)
We did it big, yeah
We did it, we did it big, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
We did it big, yeah
We did it so f*ckin' big, we did
(We did it big, yeah) We did
(We did it, we did it big, yeah) We did
(We did it big, yeah) Oh, we did
(We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah) And I smile
(We did it big, yeah) Oh, yeah
(We did it, we did it big, yeah) As I reminisce
(We did it big, yeah)
(We did it so f*ckin' big, yeah) When we did it big

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Thank God

(Hitmaka) Yeah
Came a long way to make it here
Yeah I thank God that I made it here

Have a good time, the whole town show up
Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)

Show your credentials, who you a kin to? (That's it)
Boy, who you done beat up? What you done been through? (Uh-huh)
Hit you on your records, you sounding very high (uh-huh)
But what you done did the nigga can verify (uh)
No corroboration, ain't no conversation
Just a bunch of a cap mixed with a lot of hating
Went from hand to hand at the serving station
To making a hundred and fifty grand just off day training
Ay man, we know you ain't did the shit you said man (no)
Where I come from, you end up a dead man
Playing 'round, where a nigga die for staying down
The neighborhood we can't build it faster than they tear it down
Black man fire, and homie, I hear sirens
White police firing, homie, and they silent
Then they expect me not to be violent, it's a lose-lose
Tryna unlearn what I been taught since elementary school, damn

Have a good time, the whole town show up
Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)

Mighta took a minute but we got it in (21)
Lost a couple M's, lost a couple friends (on God)
Gotta take some losses if you wanna win
Disrespect, it's damn near mandatory that we gotta spin (brrt)
Tryna hibernate, we get his next of kin (21)
Encore, f*ck it, hit they block again (on God)
I embrace the struggle 'cause I understand
Fell in love with hard times, they turned me to a f*cking man (21)
Living by the code, I don't talk to police (never)
Stand up when I'm pissing, can't no nigga ho me (pussy)
Rapping like I'm preaching, all my bars holy (21)
You flexing for the 'Gram, that is not your Rollie (21)
Pockets overweight and all my opps bony (facts)
Sucker shit or hater shit, I'm not condoning (never)
See it in your eyes, all your love phony (21)
Stabbed me in my back and then he tried to bro me (21)

Have a good time, the whole town show up
Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here

Research information, read the scrap, we need to surf (I am)
I'm bending knees searching for my life's purpose (amen)
Think you can pray your way up out of misfortune? (No)
You're mistaken and most churches is extortion
What the Bible say 'bout faith without work? Huh (damn)
You can still do everything right and get murked, huh
Think to support education they ain't learn (uh-huh)
Still hate, got 'em killing and they turnt (go)
Seen so many futures and families set on the mantle (like who?)
Like Bankroll Fresh and the king of Alabama, Doe B
Peanut Da Don and Lil Chino
Dead soul summer, camouflage back in the day
Then there was Dolla, Lil Snupe, triple X, and Mac Dre
Man, every day a blessing, learned that shit from hustle
Don't take that shit for granted, do yourself some damage
In a mansion with expensive granite tryna understand it

Have a good time, the whole town show up
Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here

I did the prayer 'fore Ciara ever did that prayer
I said, "Lord, said me a nigga that don't hit me in the eyes on Friday
And got a job, and can read" and I got one
I met my husband and he wasn't gon' let me
He wasn't gon' let me f*ckin' sell dope
And at the time I was a check forger 'fore
The rest of these niggas got on the check forgin' game
And he was just a Christian nigga, he wanted everything to go right
F*ck the rally, I feel in love with him and got a job at Mcdonald's
Rob's Railroad for four dollars and twenty cents an hour I was like
"Who the f*ck do this shit? This is wacker than a motherf*cker"
This what Jesus told you niggas to do?
Work for four dollars and twentry-five cents an hour
And y'all ain't stealing shit?
Well you know me, I started stealing from McDonald's nigga
As I ring you up, I rung you out
F*ck y'all laughing at?

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Deyjah's Conclusion

We are all diamonds reflecting in the light in our own special way
Something strong in our spirits attacks those
Who feel as though it's filled with everything they have yet to reach
In reality, it has nothing to do with us
Because when we truly love ourselves, we can see the truth
The blacker the berry, the louder the spirit
Black lives have mattered before the saying even existed
The color of our skin, the texture of our hair and our unique features
Why die to fit in, when we were born to stand out?
The light we possess will forever outshine any darkness thrown our way (hey)
When you have the courage to be yourself
And share the gifts that you were been blessed with
You give others the art of knowing that they can too
Be a reflection of what it is that you desire
Your soul is beneath no one and your soul is superior to no one
Your greatness awaits to walk with you in your destined path
I bet you were expecting to hear something different
Probably hoping I'd serve you some tea more specific to business of ours
But I'm just too gifted to be here on bullshit you see
Evolution is key, and stagnation ain't me
Nah, I'd rather admire the beauties of life finding solace
In places it'll take most more time to acknowledge