Act Ii: T.i. Lyrics - T.i.

Umm, uh what the fuck, what time is it? 

I swear I parked my car, shit 

Aye, light hit my face sun brought the heat 

Open my eyes, see my car parked across the street 

And then it hit, I ain't really slept that long in a week 

Matter fact I don't even remember falling asleep 

Atlantic office claimin' J just keep calling the heat 

Is it an emergency or something 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 I outta be 

You making ultimatums now you don't talk to me 

You make shit way worse then it outta be" 

I ain't arguin' on the phone, come talk to me 

I'll be waitin' on you, dawg at the office, peace 

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Now I'm thinkin' hard as I walk to my house 

The fuck have I done now, what could he be talkin' 'bout? 

I been stayin' outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch 

You were workin' on the album, I was listenin' now 

Then Doug called, "Ay you spoke to J?" 

Yeah, is it something I don't know that I was supposed to say? 

All I know before the hour I awoke today 

Nigga commin' wit' the realist and he chose 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 nigga by surprise, I was astounded 

He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin'? 

You say'n you don't know bout it? Know bout what? 

Atlantic records said you called the office and went nuts 

Makin' death threats, talkin' loud, gettin' buck 

Man, they said I did what? Folks I'm just gettin' up 

Say you waitin' out your deal till you hear it's up 

Planin' to make away with 20 million bucks 

You bullshitin' me, right? Is you serious brugh? 

Yeah, they said you found out the rapper T.I.P wit' us 

I talked to Craig, Jewels and Kais a long time 

Long story short they said you don lost ya damn mind 

And I runnin' off deep and across ya damn mind 

You crossed the thin line, I'm hearin' 'em tell Atlantic 

It's so much shit about cha, they don't give a shit about cha 

Say'n you ain't doin' nothing they couldn't have done without cha 

You ain't never been hotta, worked a whole lotta years 

And came up to go way back to the bottom, what? 

Man, what the hell is y'all talkin' 'bout? 

I been in the house all night 

I don't know nothing 'bout that shit, man 

I got the album right here, man, send this to 'em