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T.I. I'm Back
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Demitri Duncan
Demitri Duncan
Songwriter
Dexter Randall
Dexter Randall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny (Kenny Mixx) Daniels
Kenny (Kenny Mixx) Daniels
Mastering Engineer
Ray Seay
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer
Elliott Carter
Elliott Carter
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Stephen Hybicki
Stephen Hybicki
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

*+•• "I never let you down I'mma shine on sight Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright? Hard, I'mma ball on them squares, I flow Quarter-million dollar cars everywhere I go I know in the lead it may seem he might be But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me Like a G, I hold it down for the town I'm at In a flash like that, recognize I'm back Strike a match, catch a fire, any moment I decide That's enough of all your lies, boy, your buzz just died Step aside, super fly, to the shoes 'n' 8 coupe Then exit out with all the bitches like we always do My desire to retire grow with every new crew 'Cause these guys just don't ride like my nigga, you too Tight jeans, funny haircuts, dancing on the screen There's a crowd of real niggas in the game so it seems Just pretend to holla pimpin', give the shit a black eye Next he say he trapping in my head I'm like why? Be yourself, you ain't gotta pimp bone in your body I can tell ya ain't never bought a key or caught a body Nigga probably just seen Wayne, Gucci Mane, me and Boosie All go to prison and they flip their whole image nigga trippin' Listen dude for you, that ain't in the cards Thank the powers in the gun but overall it's in your heart Nowadays I don't know what's up with niggas in the "A" Guess he think he in the game but he really in the way Violating, I was having conversations in the joint wit cats who done it and I promised I would put you on point I'm disappointed in you, dawg, you ain't hold it down at all But I ain't going in your jaw, just gonna show ya how to ball Standin' tall through the storm on the yard or in the dorm Cats in prison who expecting me to represent for 'em I never let you down I'mma shine on sight Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright? Hard, I'mma ball on them squares, I flow Quarter-million dollar cars everywhere I go I know in the lead it may seem me might be But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me Like a G, I hold it down for the town I'm at In a flash like that, recognize I'm back Strike a match, catch a fire, CTI, add gas What's a Molotov cocktail that never break the glass Scary-ass nigga, wanna come for me? You better bring it I ain't mad, I forgive 'em, God I know they ain't mean it Yeah I seen it all before, hate I'm popping and they ain't Rack they brain, try to think how to stop it and they can't Ain't that lame? But then they hatred manifest to pure malice I'm no longer being careless, I'mma let you niggas have it Won't be satisfied 'til somebody dies and I'm patient, waiting Know me and the reaper on a first name basis now I'mma let you make it now, stay totally out the way for you But know that we can take it any place you wanna take it to Hating in your blood, 'cause guess it's just too late for you All I could do is pray for you or organize a wake for you Your choice, clearly I ain't hearing your voice Keep it up and I'mma send your ass to chill with Aunt Joy Hey, you can have the bottom partner I'm up in the sky box I got shit locked-down, nigga, why stop now? I'm so above you hover over suckers, why drop down? I'm so profound it goes down and I never let you down I'mma shine on sight Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright? Hard, I'mma ball on them squares, I flow Quarter-million dollar cars everywhere I go I know in the lead it may seem he might be But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me Like a G, I hold it down for the town I'm at In a flash like that, recognize I'm back
Writer(s): Clifford Harris, Charles Bobino, Dexter Rashad Randall, Demetri Duncan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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