f*ck T.I. lyrics

[Intro: C-Note]
Yea
Ha ha
Ayo Flip (Uh)
I had to do this one, n*gga (Uh)
I like this one
Hold up

[Chorus: C-Note]
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I got money 'cause that's a good enough reason to buy the things I buy
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I'm on point and I can tell that you're jealous by the look in your eye
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I don't care, Clover G's goin' straight to the top this year
n*gga, f*ck T.I
Drop one verse and watch a n*gga like me kill his whole career
n*gga, f*ck T.I

[Verse 1: C-Note]
C is fresh up out the gutta
Too smooth to stutter
You n*ggas want trouble if you f*ck with my brother
Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her
Grab the burner, 'cause shе ain't concerned 'cause I'm a еarner
T.I. laid it out real nice for me to burn him, we fight, it's like I'm Ike and he's Tina Turner
A privilege to ride on these celebs 'cause the n*gga where I'm from don't got a problem bussin' heads
You still bussin'? n*gga buss 'bout thirty rounds and I'm still bussin'
n*gga 'bout triple plat and I'm still hustlin'
Either these n*ggas raps stank like boo boo
Or C-Note is cooler than the inside of an igloo
The chronic is blowin'
For the homies who got locked up in the pound
And still I'ma hold sh*t down
[C-Note Talking]
What?
King of the South?
More like Queen of the South, n*gga

[Chorus: C-Note]
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I got money 'cause that's a good enough reason to buy the things I buy
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I'm on point and I can tell that you're jealous by the look in your eye
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I don't care Clover G's goin' straight to the top this year
n*gga, f*ck T.I
Drop one verse and watch a n*gga like me kill his whole career
n*gga, f*ck T.I

[Verse 2: Lil' Flip & C-Note]
Uh, you had a Kanye track and you couldn't go plat
Now you tell me who wack, b*tch!
(n*gga, f*ck T.I.)
You eighty pounds n*gga, you ain't grind
You twenty-two wit a receding hair line
(n*gga, f*ck T.I.)
My O.G.'s don't feel yo sh*t so how you get nominated for a lyricist
(n*gga, f*ck T.I.)
I was at The Source Awards, n*gga you wan't there
So let the streets know who really scared (b*tch)
[C-Note Talking]
Ha ha ha
This n*gga here talkin' 'bout he free as a bird and he went to jail for tickets
Ah haaaa
I know n*ggas in Bankhead N they never seen your naps in the trap, n*gga
Uh
Talkin' 'bout you the motherf*ckin' Rubber Band Man, ye ain't never put your hand on a bird, n*gga
Ah haaaa
How you hard and now you don' got jacked for your jewelry, n*gga?

[Chorus: C-Note]
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I got money 'cause that's a good enough reason to buy the things I buy
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I'm on point and I can tell that you're jealous by the look in your eye
n*gga, f*ck T.I
I don't care Clover G's goin' straight to the top this year
n*gga, f*ck T.I
Drop one verse and watch a n*gga like me kill his whole career
n*gga, f*ck T.I