Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The L.I.B.R.A. Introduction, artist - T.I.. Album song The L.I.B.R.A., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Grand hustle
Song language: English
The L.I.B.R.A. Introduction |
The L.I.B.R.A |
I’m Ms. Pat from street bottom |
Do you know how hard it is to have the odds stacked against you and flip the |
scale in your favor? |
I flip bricks and bitch niggas for what I got |
Fuck that shit, I learned how to cook cocaine before I learned how to boil an |
egg, nigga |
I used to can cook cocaine cake like a birthday cake |
Put a little baking soda then we stepped on it with a comeback, boy you really |
came the fuck up |
That’s how I got my first set of Jordan’s |
Fuck y’all laughin' at? |
Bein' a legend is not about runnin' the streets, it’s about runnin' your |
business (Yeah) |
Raisin' kids or lacin' wigs, a hustler never die, baby |
Okay, two six figures, solitaire, don’t play with me |
Half a million on my necklace, spent it blatantly |
Even in this pandemic, nigga, goddamn it |
I’m like, «Well, F it, I’ma get one, why would I not wear it?» |
Now stop starin', in Bel Air with a hot pair |
She suck it 'til it hard, then she squat there |
Ain’t gotta do shit, nigga, fuck how you feel, I do not care |
I been a mastermind since you was in a highchair |
I was a millionaire before you had an idea |
I keep my head on the swivel, peep the side mirror |
The penthouse, top floor, I reside there, mhmm |
Everybody get it, that is my prayer |
But I know everyone can’t make it and it not fair |
It lonely at the top, but you can’t beat this view, I swear |
Ain’t no comparison to thotty, just embarrassin' |
Worth a hunnid fifty now, I’m gon' quadruple that |
Look at, we control the culture, got the proof for that (Uh huh) |
Activatin' movements, I’m the truth at that |
Know how to multiply my assets, ain’t no stupid cat |
Every day I’m wakin' up and doin' deals |
Buyin' when it low, when it get high, I sell |
If I go crazy, sorry, that just how I am |
Think I got this drip for years of gettin' active |
Paranoid, think everybody gunnin' at me |
I could be slightly schizophrenic but don’t nobody panic |
If you ain’t come up how I did, you wouldn’t understand it, huh |
Assaultin' the police, I caught a case in Tampa |
I bonded out and did the show, act like it never happened |
When I look back on all that shit, I ain’t got no regret |
Just all the lesson, wouldn’t believe we really did that shit |
If I ain’t live it, they true to you, you can make a killing |
Okay, let’s abandon it in the bullshit, ain’t no fuckin feelings, uh huh |
Spent a hundred thousand at my fucking dentist, look |
Own a building, stop us at my fucking tenant |
Blow Viola Cannabis, on some Atlanta shit |
You hot, I’m a candlestick, put you on channel six, yeah |
You can’t challenge this, rose above the challenges |
Tightrope walkin' twenty years, I ain’t lost my balance yet, yeah |
King, bitch |
Twenty years and you still rockin', nigga, ain’t nothin' get old |
I don’t even see grey hairs on you |
What you usin', Just for Men, haha? |
Nigga, you my favorite motherfuckin' rapper |
Now I wanted to suck Ice Cube’s titty, but I always liked you |
You ain’t sexy to me, that nigga Ice Cube is sexy |
But you my favorite motherfuckin' rapper, TIP |
You the baddest motherfucker in Atlanta, I can tell you that |