The Introduction by T.i
I come apart baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin trouble sure, moving down the line
I come apart baby, but that's ok cuz
Trouble man, don't get in my way
I'm just a hood nigga I ain't never had shit
Just a bad attitude and a bad bitch
Duffle back full of tools and a half brick
30, 40, 50 grand in the mattress
Living on the edge just a habit dawg
I'm fucked up in the head I don't have it all
Ball like a dog push it to the limit
Bout my business trynna keep from letting pussy niggas in it
My priorities is follow, God first then the fam
Then the hustle, then the money, failure ain't in the plan
Satan on my heel he don't want me to advance
I tell him go to hell sucka catch me if you can
Shit I am who I am, fresh up out of apologies
Sometimes I ain't get in trouble, trouble got in me
Guess it follows me but I stays on my hustle man
Still the motherfuckin man you can call me (Trouble Man)
Trouble man, I always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherfuckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me (Trouble Man)
Trouble man, I always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherfuckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me (Trouble Man)
Drugs and rock'n'roll, ho you know how I roll
Just left the crossroads, my soul, unsold
Frigerated console, the curtains on my car door
Raw ho, caviar, sushi and escargot
Everywhere I go fresh to death and clean as a bar of soap
Getting blowed like trumpets in the wind in Chicago
God knows I'm hot as El Diablo
Wrist rockier than Colorado walk road
Also my flows I'm taking back although
My art's so Leonardo Da Vinci Picasso
The rain gone come down on your head like tarp holes
I guess these other rappers that's cool as far as soft goes
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