That's All She Wrote Lyrics - T.i.

Now I don't really care what you call me 

Just as long as you don't call me broke 

I bet they knew as soon as they saw me 

Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote 

Streets like old Chicago 

Ain't nothin' new, I seen it all before 

But still, I ball like no tomorrow 

Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote 

All she wrote, all she wrote 

I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote 

All she wrote, all she wrote 

Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote 

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It's stupid how I go in 

Knowin' everybody knowin' 

That I'm sewin' up the game 

Destroying like they hate me for it 

Eventually, see they can't beat 

And then with me, they join 

Others sworn under oath, or banished, left completely scorned 

You tell lies, get cut, nigga, kick rocks 

You never did blend in with the big shots 

On the fast track 

Ain't no need for no pit stops 

I just laugh at 

Nigga wishin' they were this hot 

Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off 

Better that than pissed on 

I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones 

Catch me in the end zone 

High-steppin', Prime Time 

Thought you niggas been known: 

Ain't no blockin' my shine 

Like my new Air Yeezy's, you can see me in the nighttime 

I get rich off livin' life, you check to check recitin' rhymes 

So call me what you want 

Wanna hate? Have a nice time 

While I get stupid paper 

Hey, my dough ain't in its right mind 

Now I don't really care what you call me 

Just as long as you don't call me broke 

I bet they knew as soon as they saw me 

Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote 

Streets like cold Chicago 

Ain't nothin' new, I seen it all before 

But still I ball like no tomorrow 

Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote 

You're starin' straight 

Into a barrel of hate 

Terrible fate 

Not even a Slim chance to make a narrow escape 

Cupid shot his arrow and missed; wait, Sarah, you're late 

Your train left, Mascara and eggs 

Smear in your face 

Night's over 

Goodbye ho 

I thought that I told ya 

That spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over 

Never should've came within range of my Rover 

Should've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up 

Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her 

To still come back to the crib 

Must want me to mess with her mind, hold up 

She mistook me for some high roller 

But I won't buy her soda 

Unless it's Rock and Rye cola (Faygo's cheaper) 

Buy you a bag of Fritos? 

I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder 

If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya 

Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pull 5 molars 

You'll get your eyes swolled up 

I'm on my straight-grizzly 

So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy-bear, bitch? 

You're already bi-polar 

Now I don't really care what you call me 

You can even call me cold 

These bitches knew as soon as they saw me 

It's never me they'll get the privilege to know 

I roll like a Desperado 

Now I never know where I'm gonna go 

Still, I ball like there's no tomorrow 

Until it's over with, that's all she wrote 

The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with 

But don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this shit 

Yeah, life is sure a bitch, but she know I'm rich 

That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick 

Here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pourin' in 

Pesos, Euros, Yen, ah ha, I'm paid never gon' be poor again 

See me posted in anything, wearin' any chain 

Never gon' see me toting anything, all you gon' see is bang 

It's so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit 

Yeah I'm on another level, but you niggas still can get it 

It's all over 'fore you finish, sorry bro this where we end it 

Won't give you the satisfaction of me givin' you the business 

Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it Tip 

And each one thinks they the shit 

Shirt off my back, I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief 

I'm givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine 

Let em get a good taste of it 

I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now 

But in case you didn't 

I'ma stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it 

Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it 

So I pace this shit a little bit quicker 

That clock I'm racing it, double timing it 

But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time 

That it may take you pricks to catch on 

While you strong arm, I'm like Stretch Armstrong 

Man I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe 's' on it, dog 

And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong 

But if you gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs 

You can get the F on dawg 

And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane 

I'm as strong as the King, they were gone 'fore they came 

Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys 

They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty that's why 

Now I don't really care what you call me 

You can even call me cold 

I bet they knew as soon as they saw me 

Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote 

I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go 

Still I ball like there's no tomorrow 

Goodnight is over with, that's all she wrote 

All she wrote, all she wrote 

I said its over with, that's all she wrote 

All she wrote, all she wrote 

Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote