(feat. Beenie Man)    [T.I.]  Ay take a good look at me - Now picture me unhappy  No cash and outta fashion, not flashin  Picture me doin bad even if I wasn't rappin  Picture me even breathe on the mic not snappin  I'm fire hot not lukewarm, my arms frozen  Picture me in a room full of hoes unchosen  Picture me with no P.O. and no 'dro  Picture pimps walk with some broads and ain't gettin no 'tho  L.A. gone and I ain't gotta deal no mo' (Picture that)  A ghetto vision ain't real no mo' (Picture that)  Ah T.I.P. ain't work for MIA no mo'  He still so-so (picture that) he still po'  Nigga picture that, ah matta fact picture T.I.P.  Gettin anything other than rich  Now can you picture this, young, pompus, African son of a bitch  Labelled as anything less than "the shit", I can't see it    [Chorus - Beenie Man]  Dis bad man you get shot, anyways  Bad man nuh tek back chat, no day  Jamaican bad bwoy seh dat zigga, zigga  We always gonna stay 'pon top always  Dis bad man you get shot, anyways  Bad man nuh tek back chat no day  Jamaican bad bwoy seh dat zigga, zigga  We always gonna stay 'pon top, always    [T.I.]  Pull up in a blue coupe that's damn near clear  And Polo gear that won't drop 'til next year  Be like this here, Cartier frames and Pierre Jouet wristwear  T.I.P. your majesty's right c'here  Notice when I came the dames disappeared, ya lames listen here  To play me, ba-by, hey he,  gone need a track from God featuring Jesus or Jay-Z  Go on floss; ball where it cost  Smile for the cameras, take your shirts off  Y'all niggas actin, take ya skirts off  Hoppin bomb-ass nigga and he ain't wanna work boss  I'm gettin sick and tired off these phony rendetions  Wonder why I don't consider them no competition  There's no vision - lil' ambition  How I feel about these niggas, and my word, are ya kiddin?    [Chorus]    [T.I.]  Some niggas wonder what my goal is  They think it's goin gold havin hoes sweatin me  Fuck that, I'm in it for the longevity  Picture me as one of the greatest that'll ever be  Compare me to, Tupac, B.I.G., and Jay-Z  Work with legends like, Organo, I.Z., and J.D.  Neptunes, they even flow on one of Dre's beats  Fly to Miami, chill with Luke and we can trade freaks  I freak shows, just peep hoes under shade trees  Huh, but KP say just keep it top-notch  And make sure that the club is jumpin like it's hop-scotch  Floss rocks and in the summer keep the top dropped  Ten thousand dolla work for clo', when I go shop  In the Apollo on them 'boes so the hoes jock  Especially when I rock that linen suit with no socks  In Polo skippers, they undo zippers,  and they shows cock, to show shot shit  Bitch, I'm serious    [Chorus]    [Beenie Man]  Well it's a Neptunes sound (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)  Zagga-zagga-za, na-na-na-na-na (T.I.P.)  Whoa na-na-na-na (Beenie Man)  (Zagga-za-za-za, Oh we dat shit)  An a ziggi-ziggi-zagga (Bad man sittin)  Straight from Jamaica (Alright lemme give this to ya)  Alright lemme tell them somethin (See it's goin down)