T.I.

T.I. - Act II (T.I.) lyrics

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Umm... goddamn... uh what the fuck, what time is it? I swear I parked my car... shit



Aye... light hit my face sun brought the heat 

Open my eyes see my car parked across the street

And then it hit i ain't really slept that long in a week

Matter fact i don't even remember falling asleep

Alantic office claimin j just keep calling the heat

Is it an emergency or something you need to talk to me?

J said (i thought you needed to talk to me)

(If it's a change made aware i think i outta be

You making ultimatums now you don't talk to me

You make shit way worse then it outta be

I aint arguin on the phone come talk to me

Ill be waitin on you dawg at the office peace)

Now im thinkin hard as i walk ot my house

The f***k have i done now, what could he be talkin bout?

I been stayin outta trouble shit i bin on the couch

I was workin on the album i was listenin now

Then doug called (ay you spoke to J?)

Yea is it something i dont know that i was supposed to say?

All i know before the hour i awoke today

Nigga commin wit the realist and he chose today

Im real close to J i seen ups and downs hit

But i aint never heard him sound the way that he sounded

It really caught a nigga by surprise, i was astounded

He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin?

(you say'n you dont know bout it?)

Know bout what?

(Atlantic records said you called the office and went nuts)

(makin death threats talkin loud gettin buck)

Man they said i did what? folks im just gettin up

(say you waitin out your deal till you hear its up)

(planin to make away with 20 million bucks)

You bullshitin me right? is you serious brugh?

(yea they said you found out the rapper T.I.P wit us

I talked to Craig, Jewels and Kais a long time

Long story short they said you don lost ya damn mind

And i runnun off deep and across ya damn mind

You crossed the thin line, i'm hearin em tell atlantic

Its so much shit about cha, they dont give a shit about cha

Say'n you ain't doin' nothing they couldn't have done without cha

You ain'y never been hotta, worked a whole lotta years and came up

To go way back to the bottom, what...)



Man...what the hell is yall talkin bout? 

I been in the house all night

I don't know nothing bout that shit man

I got the album right here

Man send this to em


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