T.I. vs. T.I.P.

I wanna talk to you, shawty, 'cause you be trippin' sometimes

Why? Man, I'm just tryna stay true to what I say in my rhymes

Aye, it ain't a doubt in my mind, but you got a lot on the line

What? Why?

You need to think about yo' actions, you be overreactin'

Man

Look at Cap and K.T., listen to K.P., or Tune or JG, to your mama or D.P.

What about 'em? Where the fuck this **** come from, man?

Or somebody, shawty, shit, you be makin' me sick

****, fuck you!

You be a motherfcukin' fool if you blow this lick

Alright, alright

This the chance of a lifetime, you know this shit

Remember what Jamel told us, stay focused, Tip

I remember, ****

Man, but they be tryin' me, shawty

**** be tryin' you how?

Aye, let them tell it, you was just another guy in the crowd

Nah, but they be talkin' too loud

Nah, man, you be listenin' too hard

Just pay these **** no attention and then keep fuckin' they broads

Alright

I know you harder than these **** and smarter than these ****

Yeah, yeah

More heart than these **** quit worryin' 'bout these ****

Hey, man, fuck these ****, I'm from Bankhead and I don't know where you stayed at

But talkin' sideways behind my back, I never played that

Since you become a paid cat, T.I., you been so laid back

I wonder where lil' bad ass Tip from back in the day at

Listen here, man

Man, that **** had to stay back there, so we could be that **** on TV and FYI we go the P bad

Hold up shawty, freeze, Jack, lame? I'll never be that

What? Yeah, okay

Change my name a thousand times and still a G believe that

Oh yeah, good 'cause we got keys, that **** from overseas back

Man, you see what I be sayin' 'bout this ****? I don't believe that

What man? Shit

You ain't listenin' is ya? You got issues, I got kids, two boys, a lil' girl

Hey, I know, ****, they my kids too

And, word, you know it's one false move and it's back to the big house

The judge told our ass one more time and we ain't gettin' out

Oh, when he say that?

I wouldn't be thinkin' about standin' outside in the sunshine

Oh

Watchin' **** heads get buck for cuttin' the lunch line

Hey, shawty, you ain't 'posed to make the same mistake more than one time

Man, I ain't made the same mistake twice since the '99

Please, boy, stop, don't get me started, folk, it's not the time

And let's just do this shit my way, get paid and have a lot of time

Plenty fine bitches, who gon' pull 'em, shawty, you or me?

Man, you now Tip got the hoes

Aye, Tip hoes got gold teeth

What that mean? What you tryna say, ****?

Mine got jobs, good credit, and they own features

And mine boost clothes, sell dro, got the blow cheaper

I guess it just depends on what ya like, folk

That's right, folk

And I was just kiddin' 'bout them kites, folk

Ha ha, aight, folk

I'm really glad we had a chance to sit it down and rap a tad

I admit you had a couple points, sometimes I act a ass

Aye, but is so important to keep it real, though, just like ya said

No record deal, no amount of mill' shall go to our head

And with that said, can't nobody tell us shit, so fuck the hatin'

How many **** real enough to stand and give theyself a straightenin'?