Looking Back

Who the fuck is that Yeah, bitch, it's me, it's me So humble, I'm so humble Verse 1: T.I. Ay, tell me what you gon' see looking back at yo' life Won't be worth a damn, if you ain't living it right All we know is stripes, learned to die for respect You make a lot of money, they admirin' that We gettin' bags here, playa, it just is what is is Fall, flay, do or die, kill or be killed Remember, walking Bankhead was a terrible thought Intensions ain't work, tryna come up now I'm prayin' God blessed me and this life I chose 'Cause the new Benz dropped, can't be ridin' the old ones In 12 hours, I done raised hell and shit Middle of the crack era, tryna sell and shit In Vegas, fightin' police, me and Jeezy and 'em Hit the strip, Fat Burger, did my thing again All I do is kick back, blow gas and smile Reminiscin' 'bout when I was young and wild You're still feeling the effects of the shit we did Before us, drug dealers didn't get this big Where I'm from, it ain't glamorous, quite the different outcome You have a run, get indicted, then forget about him So much greatness but not so many make it, wonder how come It's been that way since Huey Newton, Martin, Malcolm I got a grind and a hustle, I ain't hearing it Plus a 1 of 1 drip that my daddy had Chorus: T.I. Ay, tell me what you gon' see when you looking back at yo' life Ay, tell me what you gon' see when you looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Ay, tell me what you gon' see when you looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Ay, tell me what you gon' see when you looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Verse 2: T.I. On the front line facin' off with the L.A.P.D Only nigga ain't a gang member is me I'm certified through and through, ain't nothin' flawed 'bout that The nigga was talkin' shit in Houston, went and saw 'bout that And since they caught me slippin', lost my homeboy 'bout that Some bystander died after but never quite got back I heard they caught 'em, I'm thinkin', 'We could pay the bond, I bet' And then wait, 'Am I a maniac for thinkin' of that' Listen, my freedom on the line, I'ma square up and cap But nigga lyin', talkin' 'bout I told, he really chillin' with a rat though We through Paperwork party, show mine on a yard And gym park coached ball, taught a class and all With the only one from Georgia gettin' regular visits Filled up a couple busses so my people could kick it Really did that, how the fuck you live with yourself Knowin' the only thing you ever did, you did it for self Chorus: T.I. Ay, tell me what you gon' see when you looking back at yo' life Ay, tell me what you gon' see when you looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Ay, tell me what you gon' see when you looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Ay, tell me what you gon' see when you looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Outro: Dave Chappelle Everything I say, is the truth. And that's a lie. And that's the motha fuckin' truth