T.I. - I Can't Quit Lyrics

[T.I.:]
Hell no I can't quit
Hell no man we got to much money to get shawti stay down, grand hustle
Look...
I'm this far from being a star and just that close to quittin
I never should of came close to this
But I want to be a musician pimpin not a politician listen feel my position this a rough transition
Plus I'm way to deep in the game to be trying to change
From fortune and fame and glamour I could be in the slammer
Or six feet under Atlanta it's a blessing to breath I walk the streets with seven felonies I'm blessed to be free
Long as somebody up in heaven who keep blessing the G T.I.P is still be blessing CD's so haters you can see these
Cause I'm back now with something to prove everything to gain pimpin nothing to lose
I oughta start smackin niggas when there's nothing to do
They to big shoot em in the leg and even the odds cause you ain't hard
Less you round with captain C ROD Trap with KT and brawl with JR
F*ck hoes with DP broke bread with JG
Switch labels like KP [who the f*ck did all that? ], ME
Even though I'd rather go back to slangin drugs an shit
It's a gang of niggas and bitches that really love this shit

[Chorus:]
I Can't Quit
Even though Police's hatin a G
And rappers hate it cause they know I'm the shit
Hell naw I can't quit
Some niggas hatin on the money I'm getting
Most of them hatin cause I'm f*ckin they bitches
Naw pimpin I can't quit
Some niggas hatin on the rocks and the rings
Some of them hate cause they don't think I'm the king
Hell naw I can't quit
People hate it when you better than them
They ain't hate start worrying then
Hey I'm winning I can't quit

[T.I.:]
Ten years an album and two deals fo' real we all know I should of sold two million at least
It's all good though I flow for the streets I do it for ya'll every weekend see who in the mall
Still in the traps signing your shirts given you dap
Kikin it with ya' then get yo' and your folk into the club
Holes of the pictures where girls gave kisses and hugs
Hold and I look at the show passing niggas the dro
One of the realist rappers niggas will know
But niggas be hatin to the point where they be calling the station
But they respect it cause I'm ready and focused
Then I see they petty an bogus, I want you to know
This the closest you know this
Niggas in the game ain't real got to stay sellin records cause the fame ain't shit
And f*ck the units that they name will sell
It'll break your hearts to see your favorite rappers lame as hell

[Chorus]

[T.I.:]
Now you can believe some of the people, some of the time
Some of you rhyme but might not like one of them lines
I tell you what, I let you criticize me one at a time
For those of you that think I'm to cocky get in front of the line
Whether you don't like my ego or my arrogant flow
Don't like it when you say I'm tyte
I say I already know
Don't like how I was talkin shit before my album blowed
Think I need to calm it down become more like the average Joe
So, f*ck yo' little thoughts and that little house you think I'm in
Get a Benz I value your opinion then, think I give a f*ck how many times my record spins
F*ck what you recommend, I'm back again

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