ASAP

[Verse 1: T.I.] I'm on my grind, Grand Hustle Got the mind and the muscle 50 carats in the crown just to shine on you suckas I still tote the Glock 40 for the haters and the bustas Fuck probation, if a nigga try to play me I'mma bust him Ion't need no security, reaching for my jewelry Get you niggas popped quick, filled full of hot shit Fresh out the box Tip hopped in a drop 6 Made a quarter mil' in the pen givin' stock tips Haters wanna stop Tip, mad 'cus they not Tip Ball every summer so your baby mama jock Tip You don't no drama pimp, I promise I do not slip Chrome 4-5th, hid well if the cops trip Bought my girl a Hummer with the chrome right in front of dat 5 carat stones with the platinum all up under dat Rap beef I ain't gonna participate in none of dat I'm aimin' at your fitted cap and you ain't gonna want none of dat [Hook] (Asap asap asap...) A nigga try to play me, I'mma blow him off the map A-S-A-P Ask anbody who runnin' a G, bet they finna say me A-S-A-P Niggas hatin' on P.S.C. get straightened A-S-A-P A nigga try to play me, I'mma blow him off the map A-S-A-P [Verse 2: T.I.] I know a lot of rappers don't like me, but they won't fight me Feds swear I sell dope, well why they won't indict me? Advances on the throne, I ain't never take it lightly But all that tongue-wrestlin' hatin' while I'm gone don't excite me How many rappers you know that could hold they own on White Street East steady talkin' on the cell phone nightly Normal population, half the jail just like me Polices think I'm crazy, scared a nigga gon' strike me Contrarily, a nigga tryin' me is unlikely They barkin' don't bother me, I'll be bombin' 'fore they bite me They just shocked to see my rap's exactly how my life be Shiesty, with a conversation quite pricey My fist so rocky and and wrist so icey Might be, thrown off my rocker just slightly Feisty, claimin' hot temper don't ignite me I'm only gonna ask ya find the exit once politely [Hook] [Verse 3: T.I.] Flip, say who known to the land and the people My plan is to keep you at least 2, levels under me where I need you I'mma take advantage of my chance to defeat you Your true colors done shown, now it's on when I see you I'm grown nigga, so let it be know we ain't equal You sadly mistaken if you thinkin' I can't reach you Beat you, to a fuckin' pulp if I need to The very spot ya standin' in then is where I'll leave you Seen on the scene white tees and the v-suits O.G. status, I don't beef unless I need to Sissy you way outta line and you runnin' outta time Hang behind closed do's when ya heard I got some time Yeah I know you were thinkin' outa sight and outa mind But I'm the wrong one for you to try if you were tryna shine Listen nigga this shit here is more than just a lotta rhymes I don't know what ya do for your respect, but I'mma die for mine [Hook]