Ready for Whatever

T.I. - Ready For Whatever

hey, the price of fame cost to much

like these niggas talk to much

im ready for whatever somebody better tell em’

said im ready for whatever

hey, hey, hey,

even tho my head in the clouds im planted on the pavement

how i walk around people starring in amazment

i play alotta game a well-being i aint playing wit it

they so judgemental man but they dont understand

if ya life was in jeperady erryday is you tellin me

you wouldnt need weaponry jus because of ya felony’s

consider this at least i got errybody sweating me

on the streets theres people who wont rest unless i rest in peace

killed my folk a year ago still in my sleep they threatin me

peranoid ya stressin me aint nobody protecting me

im dealing wit the pressure from my partner dieing next to me

niggas know i was arrested they coming for me eventually

this was all the things that i was goin thru mentally

this could be the reason i ignore the penitionary

not mentioning new orlean niggas comin in the city

killin all summer long aint nobody pay attention

now is it that hard to understand if you listen

either die or go to jail thats a hell of decision

but im wrong and i know it my excuses unimportant

im just tryna let you know that i aint think i had a choice, fereal

i had straps in my ride gotta go to prison

you waitin on me to die you gone be waiting for a minute

boy im ready for whateva somebody betta tell em

i’ll be here when the smoke clear and errything settle (fereal)

cant afford the price of fame cause it cost too much

man these sucka niggas lame and they talk to much

dat why im ready for whateva somebody tell em

i’ll be here when the smoke clear and errything settle

foreal, foreal, ey foreal, i said when errything settle

foreal,ey foreal, ey foreal, ey foreal i said when errything settle foreal

ima man i aint perfect i admit it im guilty

but understand feel me i was riding filthy

cuz niggas out there plottin to rob me and kill me

500,000 erry year spent on security

my future was bright but now its gettin blury

cuz niggas in a hurry to find me and bury me

but surely God’ll deliver me up out it

ima fighter till the heart i’ll foreva be about it

ima father to my sons as it to my community

look all that i done my good out weigh the negativity

ey mentally i was focused on that littin history reapet itself

thats why he was kept in a vicinity

yes offically i broke the law but not maliciously

through all the publicity was anyone considerate

my position and the logic hidden my decision

but they caught me wit em now im off to prison, PERIOD

but is it that hard to understand if you listen

either die or go to jail thats a hell of decision

but im wrong and i know it my excuses unimportant

im just tryna let you know that i aint think i had a choice, fereal

i had straps in my ride gotta go to prison

you waitin on me to die you gone be waiting for a minute

boy im ready for whateva somebody betta tell em

i’ll be here when the smoke clear and errything settle (fereal)

cant afford the price of fame cause it cost too much

man these sucka niggas lame and they talk to much

dat why im ready for whateva somebody betta tell em

i’ll be here when the smoke clear and errything settle