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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Demitri Duncan
Songwriter
Dexter Randall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny (Kenny Mixx) Daniels
Mastering Engineer
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer
Elliott Carter
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Stephen Hybicki
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I never let you down, I'ma shine on sight
Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright?
Hard I'ma ball, on them squares I float
Quarter million dollar cars everywhere I go
I know in the lead it may seem he might be
But no matter what they doin', 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
[Verse 2]
Strike a match, catch a fire
Any moment I decide
That's enough of all your lies
Boy, your buzz just died
Step inside, super-fly, to the shoes in they coupe
Then exit out with all the bitches like we always do
My desire to retire grow with every new crew
'Cause these guys, they don't ride like my ****, you too
Tight jeans, funny haircuts, dancin' on the screen
There's a drought of real **** in the game, so it seems
Just pretend to holla, pimpin', give the shit a black eye
Next he say he trappin', in my head, I'm like, why?
Be yourself, you ain't got a pimp bone in your body
I can tell you ain't never bought a key or caught a body
**** probably just seen Wayne, Gucci Mane
Me and Boosie all go to prison
Now he flipping hoes, every **** trippin'
Listen dude, for you, that ain't in the cards
Think the power's in the gun, but overall it's in your heart
Nowadays, I don't know what's up with **** in the A
Guess he think he in the game, but he really in the way
Violatin', now we're havin' conversations in the joint
But guess who done it? And I promised I'd put you on point
I'm disappointed in you, dawg, you ain't hold it down at all
But I ain't goin' at your jaw, I'm just gon' to show you how to ball
Standin' tall through the storm, on the yard, or in the dorms
Cats in prison who expectin' me to represent for 'em
[Verse 3]
I never let you down, I'ma shine on sight
Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright?
Hard I'ma ball, on them squares I float
Quarter million dollar cars everywhere I go
I know in the lead it may seem he might be
But no matter what they doin', 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
[Verse 4]
See T.I., add gas
What's a Molotov cocktail that never break a glass?
Scary-ass **** 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 poppin' and they ain't
Wrack they brain try to think how to stop it and they can't
Ain't that lame? But then that hatred manifest to pure malice
I'm no longer being callous, I'ma let you **** have it
[Verse 5]
Won't be satisfied till somebody dies and I'm patient, waitin' on
Me and the reaper on a first name basis now
I'ma let you make it now, stay totally out the way for you
But know that we could take it any place you wanna take it to
Hatin' in your blood 'cause, yes, 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 hearin' your voice
Keep it up and I'ma send yo' ass to chill with Aunt Joyce
Hey, you can have the bottom, partner, I'm up in the sky box
I got shit locked down, ****, why stop now?
I'm so above you, hover over suckers, why drop down?
I'm so profound, it goes down, and
[Verse 6]
I never let you down, I'ma shine on sight
Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright?
Hard I'm gonna ball, on them squares I float
Quarter million dollar cars everywhere I go
I know in the lead it may seem he might be
But no matter what they doin', 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, I'm back
Written by: Charles Bobino, Clifford Harris, Demitri Duncan, Dexter Randall