[T.I. - Intro] Ay... I know it been a minute since I had a lil' one-on-one witcha.. Heh, or should I say one-on-one-million? But..I just gotta say man Through the lil' period in my life, man I really see how fucked up some of you suckas is, man.. Remember, I don't really need shit! It's the thought that counts..
[Chorus] On top of the world when I'm standin tall But if I ever ever had to take a fall Will you accept my collect call? Will you accept my collect call? 'Cause everybody loves you when you balllllin But don't nobody want you when you falllllin, (I gotta know) Will you accept my collect call? (I gotta know) Will you accept my collect call?
[T.I. - over chorus] I think I'ma forget this shit homie Huh? Hah Don't holla at me in the club, nigga fuck you! Real talk, nigga..Tell the truth, shawty.. Be f'real
[T.I. - Verse 1ne] I was told way back in the day when I was trappin Nevermind what niggaz say, judge 'em all on they actions It's hard to imagine when you travelin Havin fun gettin paper catch a case and see how niggaz act then Out the cell, partna been five, he rattin on me Got a little Benja' pension, now they turn they back on me (Did who?) Shiiit, 'cause out of sight is out of mind Better put your trust in God, homie man'll let you down err'ytime (Real talk) And I'm speakin from experience, serious Imagine my suprise hearin from the inside Err'ybody talkin bout me like the nigga just died "Tip gone twenty years at the least, bet five" ("Nigga f'real, nigga you can't get away wit dat shit!") Man niggaz just lie for suspicion of extension ("Dat nigga kept it") Not to mention the rumors of me committin suicide ("He KILLED HISSELF??") God will open your eyes and show you who really witcha But keep it in the back of your mind when it's over how niggaz did ya (I won't forget..)
[Chorus]
[T.I. - Verse 2wo] I ain't never asked a nigga to do shit for me I wouldn't do in return, but guess you live and you learn Don't expect my well bein to be a nigga concern 'Cause I know that ain't the way the world turn 'Cause err'body love to see a nigga assed out Rather see ya lose it all than to see you cash out They gossip like bitches, I don't e'en ask how 'Cause niggaz ain't shit, I believe that now And it even matter how much you do for people They'll love to see ya beat down livin in the gutta - what a shame at the least in the game when you see They want you locked up more than the police The sucka can't wait to get a nigga off the street They hate to see me sittin on butter soft seats ("Look at dat nigga!") Dog peep, bet to you don't e'en make sense But that mentality EXACTLY why you'll never be rich - hater!
[Chorus]
[T.I. - Verse 3hree] I remain a +Stand Up Guy,+ +No Matter What+ I Stood tall, chest out, head up high Wit my back against the wall, layin it all on the line Wit God on my side I perform e'rytime (Must I remind you?) Similar to a miracle, just short of amazin Survived shit that would've drove most niggaz crazy Rose to the occasion, whatever situation Suprised haters and came out guns a-blazin Theoretically speakin, but you rather be thinkin I'll fold 'cause you would if you were me, I know All I got is the family, friends come and go And with that understandin, I put none befo' My folk, y'know enough to do the same I hope If not...Shit, ya ass'll find out When you on top e'rybody wanna ball wit ya but when ya not you wouldn't even know who to call, would ya?
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[T.I. - Intro] Ay... I know it been a minute since I had a lil' one-on-one witcha.. Heh, or should I say one-on-one-million? But..I just gotta say man Through the lil' period in my life, man I really see how fucked up some of you suckas is, man.. Remember, I don't really need shit! It's the thought that counts..
[Chorus] On top of the world when I'm standin tall But if I ever ever had to take a fall Will you accept my collect call? Will you accept my collect call? 'Cause everybody loves you when you balllllin But don't nobody want you when you falllllin, (I gotta know) Will you accept my collect call? (I gotta know) Will you accept my collect call?
[T.I. - over chorus] I think I'ma forget this shit homie Huh? Hah Don't holla at me in the club, nigga fuck you! Real talk, nigga..Tell the truth, shawty.. Be f'real
[T.I. - Verse 1ne] I was told way back in the day when I was trappin Nevermind what niggaz say, judge 'em all on they actions It's hard to imagine when you travelin Havin fun gettin paper catch a case and see how niggaz act then Out the cell, partna been five, he rattin on me Got a little Benja' pension, now they turn they back on me (Did who?) Shiiit, 'cause out of sight is out of mind Better put your trust in God, homie man'll let you down err'ytime (Real talk) And I'm speakin from experience, serious Imagine my suprise hearin from the inside Err'ybody talkin bout me like the nigga just died "Tip gone twenty years at the least, bet five" ("Nigga f'real, nigga you can't get away wit dat shit!") Man niggaz just lie for suspicion of extension ("Dat nigga kept it") Not to mention the rumors of me committin suicide ("He KILLED HISSELF??") God will open your eyes and show you who really witcha But keep it in the back of your mind when it's over how niggaz did ya (I won't forget..)
[Chorus]
[T.I. - Verse 2wo] I ain't never asked a nigga to do shit for me I wouldn't do in return, but guess you live and you learn Don't expect my well bein to be a nigga concern 'Cause I know that ain't the way the world turn 'Cause err'body love to see a nigga assed out Rather see ya lose it all than to see you cash out They gossip like bitches, I don't e'en ask how 'Cause niggaz ain't shit, I believe that now And it even matter how much you do for people They'll love to see ya beat down livin in the gutta - what a shame at the least in the game when you see They want you locked up more than the police The sucka can't wait to get a nigga off the street They hate to see me sittin on butter soft seats ("Look at dat nigga!") Dog peep, bet to you don't e'en make sense But that mentality EXACTLY why you'll never be rich - hater!
[Chorus]
[T.I. - Verse 3hree] I remain a +Stand Up Guy,+ +No Matter What+ I Stood tall, chest out, head up high Wit my back against the wall, layin it all on the line Wit God on my side I perform e'rytime (Must I remind you?) Similar to a miracle, just short of amazin Survived shit that would've drove most niggaz crazy Rose to the occasion, whatever situation Suprised haters and came out guns a-blazin Theoretically speakin, but you rather be thinkin I'll fold 'cause you would if you were me, I know All I got is the family, friends come and go And with that understandin, I put none befo' My folk, y'know enough to do the same I hope If not...Shit, ya ass'll find out When you on top e'rybody wanna ball wit ya but when ya not you wouldn't even know who to call, would ya?
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