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Never been a Singer Always been a Writer, Never been a Rapper Always been a Rhymer, But they see what I've Built all by myself and they know that I just

can tell by the way that I vibe

00:24.91Its Nothing better than a good day X3

00:33.30You could never bring me down no way

00:37.10Waking up

Da Dopeman

T.I.P.

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

a 50 slab divided it up with the team
Sold em all double-down did it again
By then you got enough to buy a quarter ounce
You sellin dimes to forty

and I never doubted for a second, wont change my ways


Finally things started 'poppin
had to cut 'em off all they did was 'loafted
it was hard to do it

ridin around wit the 40
Hold bout 38
My aim it be great
And I'm never late
Send one to yo face
Then head back to base
Now that's a closed case
Ain't have

silenced by addiction
Runnin' stop signs like there's no tomorrow
Stars align inside a forty bottle
Need a shot to feel functional
Hit the bar to feel

or hell
It's like they having a sale
I can feel the change
But that don't mean they
Wishing me well
But I'm God's son
And I will prevail n***a
Never break

it rhymes then it's
Getting written I been flicking wrist and selling it
Metaphorically, can't afford to be
Affording me, even four of these
40 days

Told a trick I'm off the treat I roll it deep
Heavy dosing in the Honda left it on E
This holy water got me proper like an OG
Fuck all these problems

Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably

mic's into a trey pound
That's a fourty cal lyric, here have another round
Ooo nice shot
Intellect keep me gun cocked
Dialect change the beats they won't

Whole lotta them blunts with the loud shit
Whole lotta them punches when sound hit
Couldn't afford so I'm creeped out by Crown Vics
Never lost it so

the office countin' numbers (tell 'em)
Don't ever judge a book by the cover
Bitch, judge a cook by how it bubble (stove)

Yeah, yeah (oh)
Pagin'

chopped it down
For newer 20s and blades


As my day goes by
I wish I could close my eyes
And just expose myself to my past
But I suppose I can't change

I tussle? I'm sippin' the migo too high off the brussel sprouts
Niggas pushing 40 in a drought ,Hands on her ankles ,she gon' make that shit
bounce

brings
Everyone to yell and sing
Been dormant for years 
But I'm tryin to show my peers
How I get down 
I just wanna be sincere

(Yea)
A change gon' come

your change but it's not enough to save ya
Expect tomorrow but what if you don't wake up
Never felt a love, a grace so amazing
Trust in God because he's

a different schedule
ain't know  I'll pop this biG, that's 40 racks or better

Street lights, my gang up under them
Step on shit, bob barkers, these ain't Tim's

to inform dat im charging you by the hour
They n*ggas start rumors and telling lies
But im getting money i cant deny

I ain't brushed my hair all day but i

ways
To the stage
Hit the fans in the face
With the waves of the bass
And the pain in my veins
Never been a change in my ways
And my plan is erase

There that nigga go 
Coming back on some otha shit 
I be high gotta ride with a extra clip 
Paranoid keep a gun when I take a piss 
You never see no

departed
Waters I swam through were never Sharkless
But The amount of salt that it contained it had us heartless
Regardless 
Niggas is carsick they can't

imma keep chasing
Like I'm Juiceman
I been serving all the babies
I was living wrong but a nigga had to change it
Odds was against us but a nigga over

this song all the people having fun

Music is what I'm living for

If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P.