T.I. vs. T.I.P lyrics

[Rap Verse: T.I.] + (T.I.P. alter ego)
I wanna talk to you, shawty (Why?)
'Cause you be trippin' sometimes
(Man, I'm just trying stay true to what I say in my rhymes)
It ain't a doubt in my mind, but you got a lot on the line
You need to think 'bout yo' actions (Why?)
You be overreactin' (Maaaan)
Look at Cap and K.T., listen to K.P
(What about 'em; where the f*ck this sh*t come from?)
Or Tune or J.G., to your mama or D.P
Or somebody, shawty, sh*t, you be makin' me sick (n*gga, f*ck you!)
You'd be a motherf*ckin' fool if you blow this lick (Alright, alright)
This the chance of a lifetime, you know this sh*t
Remember what Jarmel told us "stay focused Tip" (I remember, n*gga)
(Man, but they be tryin' me shawty)
n*ggas be tryin' you, how?
Ay, let them tell it, you was just another guy in the crowd
(Naw, but they be talkin' too loud)
Nah, man, you be listenin' too hard
Just pay these n*ggas no attention and keep f*ckin' they broads (Alright)
I know you harder than these n*ggas (Yeah), and smarter than these n*ggas (Yeah)
More heart than these n*ggas (Yeah)
Quit worryin' 'bout these n*ggas
(Ay man f*ck these n*ggas, I'm from Bankhead and I don't know where you stayed at)
(But talkin' sideways behind my back, I never played that)
(Since you become a paid cat, T.I., you been so laid back)
(I wonder where lil' bad ass Tip from back in the day at)
Man, that n*gga had to stay back there, so we could be that
n*gga on TV and FYI we got the P back
Hold up shawty, freeze, Jack (What?)
"Lame" I'll never be that (Yeah, ok)
Changed my name a thousand times and still a G believe that
(Oh yeah, good 'cause we got Ki's)
(That n*gga from overseas back)
Man, you see what I be sayin' 'bout this n*gga? I don't believe that (What man? sh*t)
You ain't listenin' is ya?
You got issues, I got kids, 2 boys, a lil' girl
(Ay, I know, n*gga, they my kids too)
You know it's one false move and it's back to the big house
The judge told our ass "one more time" and we ain't gettin' out
(Oh, when he say that?)
I wouldn't be thinkin' 'bout standin' outside in the sunshine (Oh)
Watchin' n*gga's heads get buck for cuttin' the lunchline
Ay, shawty, you ain't 'posed to make the same mistake more than one time
(Man, I ain't made the same mistake twice since the '99)
Please, boy, stop, don't get me started, folk, it's not the time
And let's just do this sh*t my way, get paid and have a lot of time
Plenty fine b*tches, who gon' pull 'em, shawty, you or me?
(Man, you know Tip got the hoes)
And Tip hoes got gold teeth (What that mean? What you tryna say, n*gga?)
Mine got jobs, good credit, and they own features
(And mine boost clothes, sell 'dro, got the blow cheaper)
(I guess it just depend on what ya like, folk)
That's right, folk
(And I was just kiddin' 'bout them kites, folk)
Heh, aight, folk
(I'm really glad we had a chance to sit it down and rap a tad)
(I admit you had a couple points, sometimes I act a ass)
Ay, but it is so important to keep it real though, just like ya said
No record deal, no amount of mil' shall go to our head
(And with that said, can't nobody tell us sh*t, so f*ck the hatin')
How many n*ggas real enough to stand and give theyself a straightenin'?