TI/TIP/TIPPORD dropped this track on Tuesday to a little bit of fanfare on the InterWeb (read: bloggers got excited). I am really feeling this track. He get introspective on this one, responds to some of the stuff Mr. Got Em for the L-O has been saying, tries to motivate the listener, and ends with a shot out to God.
This might be the realest track T.I.P./T.I. has ever wrote (that Pac quote is timeless). Or at least the realest thing he's written since "I Still Luv Ya", "TI vs TIP", or "Still Ain't Forgave Myself".
I Still Love You (Trap Muzik album)
Check the lyrics to "No Matter What" for yourself...
Never have you seen in your lifetime/
A more divine souther rapper with a swag like mine/
Facing all kinda time but smile like I'm fine/
Brag with such passion and shine without trying/
Believe me, pain's a small thing to a giant/
I was born without a dime, out the gutter I climbed/
Spoke my mind and didn't stutter one time/
Ali say even the greatest gotta suffer sometimes/
So I huff-and-puff rhymes, lyrics so sick widdit/
Set the standard in Atlanta how to g-g-get it/
So you up-and-coming rappers wanna diss just kill it/
I'm officially the realest, point blank period/
Whether I still live in the hood or just visit/
Whatever you can do in the hood I done did it/
That's why the dope boys and the misfits feel it/
This still his city long as TIP living listen/
[Chorus]
I ain't dead, I ain't done/
I ain't scared, I ain't run/
But still I stand/
No matter what people here I am/
No matter remember/
I ain't break, I ain't fold/
They hate me mo', so/
Yeah I know/
Here I go/
No matter what shawty here I go/
No matter what shawty/
You let the blog sites and the magazines tell it/
I'm sure to be in jail till 2027/
Rather see me in a cell in, 'stead of this new McLaren/
God'll take you through hell, just to get you to heaven/
So even though it's heavy, the load I will carry/
Grin and still bear it, win and still share it/
Apologies to the fans, I hope you can understand it/
Life can change your direction, even when you ain't plan it/
All you can do is handle it, worse thing you can do is panic/
Use it to your advantage, avoid insanity, manage to conquer/
Every obstacle, make impossible possible/
Even when winning's illogical, losing still far from optional/
And, yeah they want to see you shot up in the hospital/
But, one life no punches, block your counter like a boxer do/
Been locked inside mi casa too long, I did a song/
To make it known the king lives on, pimpin/
[Chorus]
Even in solitude, there's still no hotter dude/
I showed you how to do what you do, you ain't got a clue/
All you do is follow dudes, sound like a lot of dudes/
I weather whatever storm, make it out without a bruise/
I understand why, now when my hands tied/
They take shots cuz if I'm out there it's a landslide/
But revenge is best served as a cold dish/
And suckers will get served, better know this/
Guess it was understood for me it was over with/
But I don't quit, if you ain't notice yet/
They couldn't wait to say goodnight shawty/
So they could try to rhyme, act, and look like shawty/
Go get a beat from Toomp and make a hook like shawty/
For you know it I'm back, what it look like shawty/
I lost my partner and my daughter in the same year/ (philant, miscarriage)
Somehow I rise above my problems and remain here/
Yeah, and I hope the picture painted clear/
If your heart filled with faith then ya can't fear/
Wonder how I face years and I'm still chillin/
Easy, let go and let God deal with it/
[Chorus]
If you've been following TI as an artists since before his arrest on those weapons charges I don't think you can read the lyrics, listen to the track, and then tell me this isn't a good song.
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