T.I.

T.I. - Ready For Whatever lyrics

rate me

I think the price of fame cost to much

Hey these niggas talk to much

I'm ready for whatever

Somebody better tell em

Say I'm ready for whatever

Even tho my head in the clouds I'm planning on the pavement

People walk around looking at me in amazement

I play a lot of game but where I'm being I ain't playing with

They so judgemental that they don't understand that

If ya life is in jeopardy

Everyday is you telling me

You wouldn't need weaponry

Just because of your felonies

Consider this at least I got everybody sweating me

Homies streets is people who won't rest unless I rest in peace

Killed my folk a year ago still in my sleep they threaten me

Paranoia stressing me

Ain't nobody protecting me

I'm dealing with the pressure from my partner dying next to me

Thinking no ones arrested they coming for me eventually

This all the things that I would go and do mentally

This could be the reason I ignored the pennitentiary

Not mentioning new orlean niggas coming in the city killing all summer long ain't no body pay attention

Now is it that hard to understand if you listen

Die or go to jail that's a hell of a decision

But I'm wrong and I know that my excuses arent important

I'm just trying to let you know that I ain't think I had a choice

I had straps in my ride (ride) gotta go to prison (prison)

U waiting on me to die u gone be waiting for a minute

Boy I'm ready for whatever

Somebody better tell em

I'll be here when the smoke clear and everything settle

Can't afford the price of fame cause it cost to much

Plus these sucka niggas lame and they talk to much

That's why I'm ready for whatever

Somebody better tell em

I'll be here when the smoke clear and everything settle

Forreal, Forreal, Forreal

I said when everything settle

Forreal, Forreal, Forreal

I said when everything settle

I'm a man I ain't perfect I admit I'm guilty

But understand feel me

I will ride filthy

Cause niggas out there plotting to rob me and kill me

Five hundred thousand every year spent on security

My future looked bright but now it getting blurry

Niggas in a hurry to find me and bury me

For surely god will deliver

Me I'm about it I'm a fighter to the heart I'll forever be about it

I'm a father to my sons asset to my community

Look all that I have done my good outweigh the negativity

Mentally I was focused on not letting history

Repeat itself that's why heat was kept in that vacinity

Guess eventually I'm gon be known but no meliciously

Through all of the publicity was anyone considering

My position and the logic heading my decision

But they caught me with em and hauled me off to prison

PERIOD.

Now is it that hard to understand if you listen

Die or go to jail that's a hell of a decision

But I'm wrong and I know that my excuses arent important

I'm just trying to let you know that I ain't think I had a choice

FORREAL

I had straps in my ride (ride) gotta go to prison (prison)

U waiting on me to die u gone be waiting for a minute

Boy I'm ready for whatever

Somebody better tell em

I'll be here when the smoke clear and everything settle

Can't afford the price of fame cause it cost to much

Plus these sucka niggas lame and they talk to much

That's why I'm ready for whatever

Somebody better tell em

I'll be here when the smoke clear and everything settle

Forreal, Forreal, Forreal

I said when everything settle

Forreal, Forreal, Forreal

I said when everything settle

Forreal, Forreal, Forreal

I said when everything settle

Forreal, Forreal, Forreal

I said when everything settle

Forreal

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