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

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

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

J said, "I thought you needed to to me
If it's a change made aware I think I be
You making now you don't talk to me
You make way worse then it outta be"
I ain't on the phone, come talk to me
I'll be waitin' on you, 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 been outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You were on the album, I was listenin' now

Doug 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 today

I'm real close to J, I seen ups and hit
But I ain't heard him sound the way that he sounded
caught a nigga by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool dude but why he call me

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

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

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

so much shit about cha, they don't give a shit about cha
Say'n you ain't doin' nothing they couldn't done without cha
You ain't never been hotta, worked a whole years
And up to go way back to the bottom, what?

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