[Intro: T.Bailey]
We do this for the culture
Right on Time
[Verse: T.Bailey]
I ain't chuck Norris n***a we cannot converse
Got all different flavors of em, treat em like starburst
It's TB, like the Tampa Bay logo
Keep her on a string I treat em just like they yoyo's
Can't give a damn about an ego trippin ho
Cause all in all, they never satisfied they seeking mo
Mess up ya life, when she on get her way round a way
They come with time spans like rapper come nowadays
Times I dreamt about this, when I was younger
All Summer Sixteen I went hard every summer
Takin it back to 2004, when we had chirp phones
Drop it like its hot and the whisper song was my ringtone
Seen a lot of thangs that a n***a that bang would see
But I'm T.Bailey, I stayed the same, ain't no changing me
I was in the streets probably more than he claim to be
Seen a n***a get k**ed dont mean I had to claim the streets
I get respect for being real regardless
That's why they on mind blowin me like Nintendo cartridge Momma raised me independently when I was 13, selling candy just to buy the 13s (to keep it G)
Back in 07' push the Senate Set movement
Now im sh**tin on whoever tried to have me not included
Hollywood fame is what we all dreamt of
But having a bunch of blood s**ers, what I won't have a team of
These n***as out her loosing so now they just tryna team up
Tryna see what I be on, so they get in touch just to what
Put me in any situation I'll make some money out it
They put me in the box and I found a way to break out of it
What that tell you? I get glorified wherever I go, hittin b**hes back to back so my ex ain't letting it go
Earphones in I'm blacking out I'm outer space
I figure it's time to shine and reflect like the sun rays
They say I got that golden sound give em that feel of Jay
Well this is my Blueprint of a legacy, I won't fade
Sometimes I wonder why God gave me the cards he dealt me
But I won't question why I just figured he tryna test me
No protection so we buying 9 millimeters
Dump that 40 out, an I ain't talking bout Old English
n***as storytelling, they should be authors
They at the Grammies really, but should be at the Oscars
They say they getting money hard to tell like the truth
Something special every time I hit the booth
The gra** ain't always greener and I learnt that from my father
The gra** will be green wherever you willing water
My n***as walk the streets with the cane like they crippled
This game a f**in gimmick it so superficial
To be beyond what's hot spittin knowledge and not just babbling
My n***as been drawing them thangs like they was raffling
We fired up cause these cops tryna extinguish
They tryna wipe us out like hurricane Katrina
They say a good one go if you wait too long
But she been having hidden motives for way too long
Took a trip to the Chi for the winner
They shoot for recreation then face a room of defenders
They lookin like a bunch of pretenders with bad intentions
And out of towners gettin taxed to hang around in trenches
LA ain't sh** like Chicago, n***as really dying y'all still seeing tomorrow
I keep it moving like conveyer belts
24 still rappin with heat when y'all thought that I would melt
I don't need a Molly or no drug to feel myself
Was a man about it just realized I needed help
Now I'm taking trips overseas
Met Snoop met Diddy all in one night, and ain't even have to dream
n***as counting down on the clock like New Year's Eve
It's like we never left how we come right back to the scene
Like French said don't panic
I have n***as jack ya up like a car mechanic
[Outro: T.Bailey]
T-B
No Hook Pt. 3 and counting
One love, Gone