[T.I - Chorus] I never let you down I'ma shine on sight Keep your mind on your grind and off mine alright Hard Imma ball on them squares I float Quarter million dollar cars everywhere I go I know in the lead it may see it might be But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me Like a G I hold it down for the town I'm at And I flash like that Recognise I'M BACK! Strike a match catch a fire
[Verse 1] Any moment I decide thats enough of all your lies Noy your buzz just died Step inside super fly to the shoes in their coupe Then exit out with all the b-tches like we always do My desire to retire growing every new coupe Cause these guys just don't ride like mi n-gga you too Tight jeans, funny hair, cuz dancing on the screen It's about the real n-ggas in the game so it seems Just pretending holla pimpin get a sh-t a black eye eye Next he say he trapping in my head I'm like why Be yourself, you aint gotta pimp on in your body I can tell ya aint never bought a key or caught a body N-gga probably just seen Wayne, Gucci Mane, Me and Boosie all go to prison And they flip their whole image n-gga tripping Listen, do for you that aint in the cars Think the power is in your gun but over all it's in your heart Nowadays I don't know wassup with n-ggas in the A Guess he think he in the game but he really in the way Violating, I was having conversations in the joint But guess who done it and I promised I would put you on point I'm disappointed in you dog you aint hold it down at all But I aint going in your jaw just gon show ya how to ball Standin tall thru the storm on the yard or in the dorm Cats in prison who expecting me to represent for em
[Chorus] I never let you down I'ma shine on sight Keep your mind on your grind and off mine alright Hard Imma ball on them squares I float Quarter million dollar cars everywhere I go I know in the lead it may see it might be But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me Like a G I hold it down for the town I'm at And I flash like that Recognise I'M BACK! Strike a match catch a fire
Catch a fire see T.I add gas Whats a molotov cocktail to never break a glass Scary ass n-gga wanna come for me you better bring it I ain't mad I forgive em, God I know they aint mean it Yeah I seen it all before, hey, I'm popping and they ain't Rack 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 so I'm gon let you n-ggas have it Won't be satifsied till somebody dies and Im patient Waiting on me and the reaper on a first name basis now I'mma let you make it now, stay totally out the way for you But know that we can take it any place you wanna take it to Hating in your blood, cuz, guess it's just too late for you All I could do is pray for you or organise a wake for you Your choice, clearly I aint hearing your voice Keep it up and I'm gon send your ass to (?) Hey, you can the bottom partner Im gon bring the sky box I got sh-t locked down n-gga why stop now Im so above you hover over suckers why drop down I'm so profound its goes down and I never let you down...
[Chorus] I never let you down I'ma shine on sight Keep your mind on your grind and off mine alright Hard Imma ball on them squares I float Quarter million dollar cars everywhere I go I know in the lead it may see it might be But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me Like a G I hold it down for the town I'm at And I flash like that Recognise I'M BACK!
By Jamun*
Compositores: Clifford Joseph Harris, Dexter Rashad Randall (Infamous), Demetri Duncan (Price), Charles William Bobino Iii (Chip) ECAD: Obra #22593336 Fonograma #6030323