T.I. - Act II: T.I. lyrics

[Intro: T.I.] Mmm, God mm What the f**, what time is it? I coulda swore I parked my car (sh**) [T.I.] Ay, light hit my face sun brought the heat Open my eyes see my car parked across the street And then it hit me I ain't really slept at all in a week Matter fact I don't even remember fallin asleep Alantic office claimin J. Geter keep callin the heat Is it an emergency or somethin 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 it ought ta be You makin ultimatums now you don't talk to me You make sh** way worse then it ought ta be I ain't arguin on the phone, come talk to me I'll be waitin on you dawg at the office, peace" Now, thinkin hard as I walk out my house What the f** have I done now, what could he be talkin 'bout? I been stayin outta trouble, sh** I been on the couch Just workin on the album, I was listenin now Then, Doug called (ay you spoke to J?) Yeah is it somethin I don't know that I was supposed to say? All I know is for the hour I been woke today n***as comin with the riddles and the jokes today I'm real close to J, I seen ups and downs hit But I ain't never heard him sound the way that he sounded Really caught a n***a by surprise, I was astounded He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin? [Doug Peterson] + (T.I) You sayin you don't know 'bout it? (Know 'bout what?) Atlantic Records said you called the office and went nuts Makin d**h threats talkin loud gettin buck (Man they said I did what? Folk I'm just gettin up!) Say you waitin out your deal 'til you year is up You plannin to make away with 20 million bucks (You bullsh**tin me right? Is you serious bruh?) Yeah they said from now on they'd rather deal with us I talked to Craig, Jules and Kys' a long time Long story short they said you done lost ya damn mind And they runnin off deeper across ya deadline You crossin a thin line, don't give 'em a deadline Or they suin the sh** up out ya, they don't give a sh** about ya Said you ain't doin nothin they couldn't have done without ya Man you ain't never been hotter, worked a whole lotta Years and came up to go way back to the bottom, what [Repeat to fade] Hustle pimp, hustle pimp [Outro: T.I.] Man, the hell is y'all talkin 'bout? I been in the house all night I don't know nothin 'bout that sh** man I got the album right here! Man send this to 'em