T.I. is from the dirty south.Atlanta,
Georgia.
*Lookin' at the life through my rearview, all the problems I had
Could be seen alot clearer after time had passed
Known for livin' so fast, they wonder how he
don't crash
With 220 on the dash, he constantly mashin'
(Why
don't he slow down?) They be constantly askin'
But me in the fast lane is like
metal and magnets
Now I ain't tryna say that it's the way of the masses
But it, so hard to
change, I love this
shit with a passion
Since me and Sigel cuttin' classes, showin' our
ass
Shootin' out in broad day in the middle of traffic
I remember sellin' crack faster than I could bag it
A shame I ain't playin' with you
shorty, I ain't braggin'
Me and Cap got life, some other folk got blasted
Had a partner OD'd and after this all happened
It's like the only thing that kept a
pimp from cryin' and laughin'
And the Lord smiled on me at the end of the madness
I never thought that I'd make it this far rappin'
For introducin' the youth to what we now call trappin'
Considered now a classic, who'da imagined?
Me in Milano, gettin' models in next year's fashions
So nowadays, they can call me old fashioned
But it's way too much
cash to see blue lights flashin'
So I guess the moral of this here class is
Life about who make it now not about who make it the fastest*
*Drive Slow Remix*