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Umm, uh what the fuck, what is it?
I I parked my car, shit

Aye, light hit my face sun the heat
Open my eyes, see my car parked across the
And then it hit, I ain't really slept that long in a
Matter fact I don't even remember falling

Atlantic office J just keep calling the heat
Is it an emergency or something you to talk to me?

J said, "I you needed to talk to me
If it's a made aware I think I outta be
You making ultimatums now you don't to me
You make shit way then it outta be"
I ain't arguin' on the phone, talk to me
be waitin' on you, dawg at the office, peace

Now I'm thinkin' hard as I to my house
The fuck have I now, what could he be talkin' 'bout?
I stayin' outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You were on the album, I was listenin' now

Then called, "Ay you spoke to J?"
Yeah, is it something I don't know that I was to say?
All I know before the hour I awoke
Nigga commin' wit' the realist and he chose

I'm real close to J, I seen ups and hit
But I never heard him sound the way that he sounded
Really caught a by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool but why he call me clownin'?

You say'n you don't know it? Know bout what?
Atlantic records said you called the office and went
Makin' death threats, loud, gettin' buck
Man, they said I did what? Folks I'm gettin' up

Say you waitin' out deal till you hear it's up
to make away with 20 million bucks
You bullshitin' me, right? Is you brugh?
Yeah, they you found out the rapper T.I.P wit' us

I talked to Craig, Jewels and a long time
story short they said you don lost ya damn mind
And I runnin' off deep and across ya damn
You the thin line, I'm hearin' 'em tell Atlantic

It's so much shit about cha, they don't give a about cha
you ain't doin' nothing they couldn't have done without cha
You ain't never been hotta, a whole lotta years
And came up to go way to the bottom, what?

Man, what the hell is talkin' 'bout?
I in the house all night
I don't nothing 'bout that shit, man
I got the album right here, man, send to 'em