I’m Straight

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Clifford Joseph Harris, Jr. (born September 25, 1980), better known by his stage name T.I., by his nickname Tip and by his alter ego T.I.P., is an American hip hop recording artist, film and music producer, actor and author. He is also the founder and co-chief executive officer (CEO) of Grand Hustle Records. more »

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Drum Dummie made the beat and
I'm gon' kill it look

Ayy, you can take the fame and the clothes
The diamonds and the gold
All I need is a bankroll
Drop me off on a corner and I'm straight
(And I'm straight)
And I'm straight (And I'm straight)
Ayy, they don't want to see you win
Enemies really your friends
Had to cut them niggas off
'Cause I won't need 'em in the end
I'm straight (And I'm straight)
And I'm straight (And I'm straight)

Huh, big Parisian mansion
Expensive art on every wall
Six car garage is full
A quarter million every car so rich
I don't get to enjoy half of the shit I own
See this designer jacket? Wasn't shit
'til I put it on
Don't get it wrong, it ain't what's
On you, it's what's you, homie
Ain't gon' talk 'bout shit you got
After you dead and gone
Just what you did for people and where
You there when they needed you?
How you impact the lives of the niggas
We used to see with you
Every day life'll test you
You see what the root of evil do
Doin' dirt, pressure comin'
And everyone ain't gon' keep it true
No matter how much you ran up, nigga
Don't let it keep you from
Bein' a stand-up nigga

And shawty, you can take the
Fame and the clothes
The diamonds and the gold
All I need is a bankroll
Drop me off at the corner and I'm straight
It ain't what's on you, it's what's in you
It ain't what's on you, it's what's in you
And you can take the mansion, the Benz
All the millions I spend
Blindfold me, drop me at the bottom
I can get it again bitch, I'm straight
No matter how much you ran up, nigga
Don't let it keep you from
Bein' a stand-up nigga

Ayy, drop me at the bottom
I'ma post right up on Hercules
Make a left on Maple
We been ridin' down Martin Luther King
In love with the streets
Make my mama feel like she losin' me
She know them niggas wanna take my
Shine so ain't been movin' clean
Been losin' sleep, stressin'
But I know I'm gon' be straight
My dawg changed like a pitbull
Swear my heart full of rage
You can teach 'em how to cook and
They still gon' watch your plate
I promise I'ma be aight if you
Drop me where it ain't safe
How you think you 'bout to build a
House if you don't make a plane?
I put 'em in a basement with no
Chairs and they still ain't understand
You can take the fame and the clothes
I'm straight even if I'm broke
These niggas still gon' hate

And shawty, you can take the
Fame and the clothes
The diamonds and the gold
All I need is a bankroll
Drop me off at the corner and I'm straight
It ain't what's on you, it's what's in you
It ain't what's on you, it's what's in you
Ayy, they don't want to see you win
Enemies really your friends
Had to cut them niggas off
'Cause I won't need 'em in the end
I'm straight (And I'm straight)
No matter how much you ran up, nigga
Don't let it keep you from
Bein' a stand-up nigga

Yeah, let the gas burn
Like the carburetor in the Malibu
I'm thinkin' a lot
Don't care nothin' 'bout who tell it
Or who you tell it to
That dope gon' sell it'self
Don't matter who you sell it to
And you can have the world but
You ain't shit without your principles
Look, Fatal got hit with a chopper
So glad he made it through
Granny raised me hard, she said, "Peezy
Don't let 'em play with you"
Fake and think I'm stupid, all they want
So I just play the fool
They gon' see that Peezy ain't no
Dummy when I make my move
Here's a message to my lil' nigga
You become a dumb nigga tryna prove to a
Dumb nigga that you a real nigga
And take it from a multi-millionaire
You can either keep fallin' behind them
Niggas or be a legendary visionary
Look, take the hoes, I'm straight
If you do it twice, then it ain't a mistake
Told my youngin get to the money in life
Ain't no time to waste
Don't race yourself into a Wraith
Keep steady pace, this ain't no race

Ayy, you can take the fame and the clothes
The diamonds and the gold
All I need is a bankroll
Drop me off on a corner and I'm straight
(It ain't what's on you, it's what's in you)
And I'm straight
(It ain't what's on you, it's what's in you)
And you can take the mansion, the Benz
All the millions I spend
Blindfold me, drop me at the bottom
I can get it again bitch, I'm straight
No matter how much you ran up, nigga
Don't let it keep you from
Bein' a stand-up nigga

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