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I'm Illy

I'm Illy

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Artist: T.I.

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Rebel for the hell of it, hella rich Never have to sell a brick again, must I tell a bitch again The bullshit I'm addressin', check I'm on some next level shit Never been fucked in the game I'm celibate Rarely out my element, barely out the ghetto with One foot out and one foot in, intelligent as fellas get Listen let's settle this, be clear I could fall back 7 years Still it ain't no one ahead of me Consider it a blessin' if you get to stand next to me Five star general, O.G. veteran Caked like Entenmann's, blowin' that celery Stack that cash like the U.S. treasury Every single thing I ever did was done heavily Rap until you're 70, still ain't no catchin' me Put it on my pops, Big Phil, Aunt Beverly Be standin' on the top still after they bury me Nose in the air so stuck up arrogant Ain't got long hot songs, best cherish it Cool when I drop mine that's over, finito You payin' for your foul like a free throw, baow Now how could a nigga think that he could see me Other than the magazine covers or the TV? Know I sold mo' mixtapes than your CD You're waitin' on your big break prayin' you could beat me You ain't made it far as D.C., on the low I been all around the globe like a God how they treat me Broads hit they knees, eyes closed when they greet me Mouth wide open just beggin' me to skeet, skeet You in a deep sleep, stop dreamin' I'm 6 albums in for 10 years I been 5 hot steamin' The limelight's mine, I'm gleamin', beamin' That's why I say I'm king bitch, I got my reasons Wrist so frosty, neck so chilly All on my mind is to get more millies Niggaz talk shit that's silly Shawty he ain't 'bout that really, is he? Nigga, I'm illy Ay, I run this city clearly Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy, really? Nigga, I'm illy Where niggas get off? Piss off Me and mine aughta take time to pop a lid off Shit all, over the whereabouts of me, is y'all Sick in you' fuckin' mind, you figurin' I'ma fizz off Never cooled off, Tip scorchin' Minimal injury thought they wishin' me maximum misfortune Number one hand down, flows paint portraits Everybody thinks you stink like horse shit House full of chicks on some 'Girl Next Door' shit A king who once sell 30 mil' out the store quick Of course this case lost all my endorsements Tripled up on real estate, still buyin' more shit But Tip bankrupt accordin' to your sources I'm still caked up along with more reinforcements Tore shit up from the lab to the rooftops Officially the hottest nigga rappin' since 2Pac 'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask 'bout me I'm out my fuckin' mind, need counselin' Please don't doubt me, trust me, drama ain't nothin' It's all fun and games 'til somebody start butsin' 'Member my discussion when rappers be battlin' I find out about it, better get to skedaddlin' Pack your family's bag, move 'em out to Seattle and We ever cross paths, you'll need ambulance and bandages Live life glamorous, so extravagant Mandarin, oriental worldwide travelin' Hip hop champion for real dough You couldn't fuck with me with a Brazil hoe nigga But still though Wrist so frosty, neck so chilly All on my mind is to get more millies Niggaz talk shit that's silly Shawty, he ain't 'bout that really is he? Nigga, I'm illy Ay, just remember I do this shit When I want to nigga, it's me nigga Ay, I run this city, clearly Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy, really? Nigga, I'm illy Wrist so frosty, neck so chilly All on my mind is to get more millies Niggaz talk shit that's silly Shawty, he ain't 'bout that really, is he? Nigga, I'm illy I don't wanna hear shit 'bout I can't rap like this When I ain't did it that way nigga, fuck you partner Ay, I run this city, clearly Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy, really? Nigga, I'm illy Yeah, this the king, bitch

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