T.I. - My Life lyrics

Daz: You know it's your life n***a, you do as you please T.I. : That's right Daz: But you know when you f** up T.I.: huh... dig Ay, ay, ay Yea Yea, yea, yea, yea Ay, ay, ay Yea, uh yea yeaaa Daz: Dat n***a Daz & T.I.'s in the muf**in' house knahwhatImean? It's yo life n***a....live & die [Hook: T.I.] Can't ya see I'm on fyyyaaahh So quit hatin' on me pimpin' I'm just livin' my life Think I ain't gon' riiiiiide On all you p**y n***as tryin' put an end to my life You can't do it, don't tryyyyyy I know you s**er n***as wish that you was livin' my life In white linen I'm flyyyy Top down in the Spider, be a rider for the rest of my life [Verse 1: T.I.] A-town veteran, started at 11 Went and bought an 8-ball, I was stayin' down ever since That's why it's hard to find a young rap n***a better then The Bankhead resident, Westside represent Pimp Squad mobster, Grand Hustle president Heart of a lion and the nuts of an elephant "Trap Muzik" heaven sent, you hatin' and it's evident You tryna stack presidents, I'm tryna set precedents The comparisons insultin' my intelligence Cuz real recognize real, and real you ain't never been And never will I catch ya where ya chill Holla at ya where ya live, n***a f** a record deal Pimp graduated out the yay to stack a couple mil Would you figure it'd be a rap n***a I'd have to k**? My patnas tellin' me "shawty ya have to chill" But I'mma end up hatin' with the steel, watitis Still Dope Boy, trap n***as worldwide lovin' me Haters see the Spider and they wanna put a slug in it f** it, I'm a G, I been a rider, I ain't studyin' it Ya better get your mind off mine and start hustlin' [Hook] [Verse 2: Daz] As a BG gainin' them stripes I avenge when I strike Prey on my victims, blind them n***as all with the light Get it right, hold it tight, blast with all your might See we hustle for them grams 'til the early light Follow my plan, on command, leave them dead where they stand Ain't no stoppin' the man, n***a with grands in my hand Livin' the fast lane, Grand Hustle the grand when the cash came The police book me, take my fingerprints and last name Now I'm stuck in the cell, how would I maintain? Loc up on these n***as, the penitentiary mind frame I strive for perfection, my method is quite collective Check out the f**in' way I just rep it It's Dogg Pound Gangsta in a black stinkin' Lincoln Rims shinin', fresh paint and T.I. countin' paper Big moves, stay on deck with the tools All ya n***as and b**hes with n***as get sprayed with the tool Rrrrrrrraaahhhh [Hook] [Verse 3: Daz] This how we hustle for the paper, cuz the hustle get harder I'm Dogg Pound out in that Atlanta Brave starter Money, weed and b**hes, 24 inches Conversatin' with T.I., plottin' on gettin' these millions Down for my n***as murderin', k**in' Real in the spot, or on a mission.. All my n***as...y'all know how the f** we kick it I'ma...keep my eyes on a meal ticket Hustle it up, muthaf**a we'll kick it [T.I.] "All Eyez on Me" with my Westside homie In a drop '65 on D's Wanna ride on me? I got a 45. on me In a hurry to die homie? get live on me Be charged with tryin' an OG And I'm creepin' thru the crowd low-key n***a you don't know me I learned from n***as befo' me I got insomnia, shawty, I don't sleep I bomb, I don't creep [Hook] [Daz] Y'all n***as know how we do this sh**, T.I., Dat n***a Daz yaknahmean It's my life, your life, our life, his life, let's live it to the fullest [T.I.] One time for 'Pac... we miss you n***a One time for Shawty B for keepin' it pimpin' P$C, Grand Hustle pimp f** n***a let this be a lesson to ya Y'all n***as better start trainin' man You better be a damn good ducker n***a when I goddamn let loose with this Chopper ya understand that? I ain't playin' with y'all n***as Once the muthaf**in' judge slam that goddamn gavel, n***a got his Muthaf**in' case beat n***a I'm at y'all a** n***a Mark my mothaf**in' words f** boys I'm layin' low for a reason pimp Ha....f** n***as