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T.I.
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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- 2008
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Ey, this is special what's happenin' to all myAll my all my soldiers over there in IraqEverybody right here,What you need to do is be thankfulFor the life you got, you know what I'm sayin?Stop lookin' at what you ain't gotAnd start being thankful for what you do gotLet's give it to 'em baby girlYou're gonna be, a shinin' starIn fancy clothes, and fancy carsAnd then you'll see, you're gonna go far'Cause everyone knows, just who ya areSo live your life (Hey! Ay ay ay)You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life(Oh! Ay ay ay)Ain't got no time for no haters, just live your life(Hey! Ay ay ay)No tellin' where it'll take ya, just live your life(Oh! Ay ay ay)'Cause I'm a paper chaser, just livin' my life(Ay) my life (Oh) My life (Ay) my life (Oh)Just livin' my life (Ay) my life (Oh)My life (Ay) my life (Oh) just livin' my lifeHey, never mind what haters sayIgnore 'em 'til they fade awayAmazin' they ungratefulAfter all the game I gave awaySafe to say I paved the wayFor you cats to get paid todayYou'd still be wastin' days awayNow had I never saved the dayConsider them my protegeHomage I think they should payInstead of bein' graciousThey violate in a major wayI never been a haterStill I love 'em in a crazy waySome say they sold the yay'You know they couldn't get work on Labor DayIt ain't that black and whiteIt has an area the shade of grayI'm Westside anywayEven if I left today and stayed awaySome move away to make a wayNot move away 'cause they afraidI brought back to the hoodAnd all you ever did was take awayI pray for patienceBut they make me wanna melt they face awayLike I once made 'em sprayNow I could make 'em put the K's awayBeen thuggin' all my lifeCan't say I don't deserve to take a breakYou'd rather see me catch a case and watch my future fade awayYou're gonna be, a shinin' starIn fancy clothes, and fancy carsAnd then you'll see, you're gonna go far'Cause everyone knows, just who ya areSo live your life (Hey! Ay ay ay)You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life(Oh! Ay ay ay)Ain't got no time for no haters, just live your life(Hey! Ay ay ay)No tellin' where it'll take ya, just live your life(Oh! Ay ay ay)'Cause I'm a paper chaser, just livin' my life(Ay) my life (Oh) My life (Ay) my life (Oh)Just livin' my life (Ay) my life (Oh)My life (Ay) my life (Oh) just livin' my lifeI'm the opposite of moderateImmaculately polished withThe spirit of a hustlerAnd the swagger of a college kidAllergic to the counterfeitImpartial to the politicsArticulateBut still'll grab a nigg* by the collar quickWhoever havin' problemsWith their record sales just holler TIPIf that don't work and all else failsThen turn around and follow TIPI got love for the gameBut ay I'm not in love with all of itCould do without the fameAnd rappers nowadays are comedyThe hootin' and the hollerin'Back and forth with the arguin'Where you from, who you knowWhat you make and what kind of car you inSeems as though you lost sightOf what's important when depositin'Them checks into your bank accountAnd you up out of povertyYour values is a disarray, prioritizin' horriblyUnhappy with the riches'Cause you're piss poor morallyIgnorin' all prior advice and forewarnin'And we mighty full of ourselves all of a sudden, aren't we?You're gonna be, a shinin' starIn fancy clothes, and fancy carsAnd then you'll see, you're gonna go far'Cause everyone knows, just who ya areSo live your life (Hey! Ay ay ay)You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life(Oh! Ay ay ay)Ain't got no time for no haters, just live your life(Hey! Ay ay ay)No tellin' where it'll take ya, just live your life(Oh! Ay ay ay)'Cause I'm a paper chaser, just livin' my life(Ay) my life (Oh) My life (Ay) my life (Oh)Just livin' my life (Ay) my life (Oh)My life (Ay) my life (Oh)Got everybody watchin' what I doCome walk in my shoesAnd see the way I'm livin' if you really want toGot my mind on my moneyAnd I'm not goin' awaySo keep on gettin' your paper, and keep on climbin'Look in the mirror, and keep on shinin' (Shinin')Until the game ends, 'til the clock stopWe gon' post up on the top spotLivin' the life, the lifeIn the Windmill City got my whole team with meThe life, my lifeI do it how I wanna doI'm livin' my life, my lifeI will never loseI'm livin' my life, my lifeAnd I'll never stop it(So live your life)
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Written by: Dan Balan, Makeba Riddick, Clifford Harris, Justin Gregory Smith
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