As of October 2008, T.I. has had nine Top 10 Billboard Hot 100 singles, with 3 of them reaching number 1 ("My Love" by Justin Timberlake on which T.I. was featured, "Whatever You Like," & "Live Your Life" featuring Rihanna).
The Love This Life Songfacts reports that Love This Life, the first official single from T.I.'s eighth album, Trouble Man, was released on April 2, 2012 via YouTube.
T.I. is from Bankhead, Atlanta, Georgia and was raised by his grandparents. T.I. explained the origin of his nickname Rubber Band Man, saying, "We used to wear rubber bands to signify how much money, how much blow we had." He was nicknamed "Tip" after his paternal great-grandfather. Upon signing with Arista Records subsidiary LaFace Records in 2001, he shortened his name to T.I. out of respect for label mate Q-Tip.
T.I. has been in a relationship with former Xscape member Tameka "Tiny" Cottle since 2001. Together, they have two sons: King and Major Harris. He has three other children with ex-girlfriend Lashon Dixon: Domani, Messiah and Deyjah. Overall, T.I. has five children.
T.I. was co-executive producer of B.G.'s upcoming album and making beats for artists like Mariah Carey, Cassidy, Rick Ross, Maino, B.o.B., Yung Joc, Young Dro, and himself. He also executive produced the soundtrack to the film Hustle & Flow and released the collection through his record label.
All She Wrote
T.I. Lyrics
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Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote (yeah)
Goodnight, its over with, that's all she wrote
It's stupid how I go in, knowing everybody knowing that
I'm sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it
Eventually, see they can't beat and then with me they join
Others sworn under oath or banished, left completely scorned
You tell lies, get caught, nigga, kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at nigga wishing they was this hot
Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones
Catch me in the end zone
High stepping, prime time
Thought you niggas been on
Ain't no blocking my shine
Like my new Air Yeezys, you can see me in the night time
I get rich off living life, you check-to-check reciting rhymes
So call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice time
While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in its right mind
(Mind, mind)
Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
You're staring straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
Cupid shot his arrow and missed
Wait, Sarah, you're late, your train left
Mascara and eggs smeared on your face
Night's over goodbye, hoe
I thought that I told you that spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
Never shoulda came within range of my Rover
Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
To still come back to the crib
Must want me to mess with her mind
Hold up
She mistook me for some high-roller
Well, I won't buy her soda unless it's Rock & Rye Cola
(Faygo's cheaper)
Buy you a bag of Fritos
I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
If you was bleach and I was hair, I wouldn't die for ya
Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five molars
You get your eyes swoll' up, I'm on my straight grizzly
So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear
Bitch, you're already bi-polar
Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
I roll like a desperado
Now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Until it's over and that's all she wrote
The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with (that's it)
But don't get mad at me
Go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Yeah, life is sure a bitch (bitch)
But she know I'm rich (I'm rich)
That's why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again
I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
Pesos, Euros, Yen, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gon' be broke again
See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
Never gon' see me toting anything
All you gon' see is bang
It's so nice where I kick it
Hate you never get to visit
Yeah, I'm on another level
But you niggas still can get it
It's all over 'fore you finish
Sorry, bro, this where we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business
Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it, Tip?
And each one thinks they the shit
Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine
Let 'em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didn't
I'mma stick this whole pad full of
Sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
That clock I'm racing it double time it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
That it may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man, I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe-"S" on it, dawg
And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well, I guess I'm wrong
But if you're gon' tell me that A&W ain't the spot
For the best hot dogs, you can get the "F" on, dawg
And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
I'm as strong as the King
They were gone 'fore they came
Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
They just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's why
Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go
But still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote (yeah)
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
In "That's All She Wrote," T.I. confronts his haters with his trademark bravado and boasts about his wealth and success. Throughout the song, he emphasizes that he doesn't care what people call him, as long as they don't call him broke. He also tells a tale of a woman who mistook him for a high-roller, but quickly learns that she won't be getting anything from him. The song ends with T.I. declaring that he always stays in his lane and never lets anyone sabotage his hustle.
One possible interpretation of the lyrics is that T.I. is responding to a specific person or group of people who have been criticizing him or trying to bring him down. He refuses to let their negativity affect him and instead focuses on his own accomplishments and wealth. The line "It's stupid how I go in, knowing everybody knowing that I'm sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it" suggests that he is aware of the jealousy and animosity directed towards him, but he's not going to let it stop him from succeeding.
Another interpretation is that T.I. is simply celebrating his success and acknowledging that he has seen it all before. He is familiar with the rough streets of Chicago and other urban areas, but he still manages to "ball like no tomorrow." The lyric "I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go" suggests that he is always on the move and always looking for the next opportunity.
Line by Line Meaning
Now I don't really care what you call me
My name doesn't matter to me, as long as you don't label me as poor
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I don't want to be categorized as financially struggling
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
People can easily make assumptions about me just by looking at me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I'm done with this situation and it's time to move on
Streets like cold Chicago
The environment I'm in is familiar to me, even if it's harsh and unforgiving
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
This is nothing surprising or unusual to me
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Despite everything, I continue to live extravagantly
I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I'm reiterating the fact that I'm finished with this situation and it's time to move on
It's stupid how I go in, knowing everybody knowing that
It's ridiculous how I enter situations where everyone already knows who I am
I'm sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it
I'm dominating the competition and people resent me for it
Eventually, see they can't beat and then with me they join
People who can't beat me eventually want to align themselves with me
Others sworn under oath or banished, left completely scorned
Some people either pledge their loyalty to me or are shunned and rejected
You tell lies, get caught, nigga, kick rocks
If you lie and get caught, you're not welcome in my circle
You never did blend in with the big shots
You were never able to fit in with the successful people
On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops
I'm moving quickly and efficiently without taking any breaks
I just laugh at nigga wishing they was this hot
I find it amusing that people envy my success
Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off
People are angry and resentful towards me
Better that than pissed on
It's better to be hated than disrespected
I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones
I'm light-years ahead of you and your outdated ways
Catch me in the end zone
I'm successful and winning in life
High stepping, prime time
I'm leading the way and thriving
Thought you niggas been on
You should have already achieved success
Ain't no blocking my shine
No one can diminish my success
Like my new Air Yeezys, you can see me in the night time
My success is visible and undeniable
I get rich off living life, you check-to-check reciting rhymes
I make a lot of money by simply enjoying life while others struggle to make ends meet as rappers
So call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice time
You can label me anything you want, but it won't affect my success or happiness
While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in its right mind
I'm making an absurd amount of money, but it's not under control
Bitch, you're already bi-polar
You're already inconsistent and unstable
These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
Women immediately recognize my confidence, power, and success
It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
Despite their attraction to me, I won't allow them to get close enough to know me personally
I roll like a desperado
I live a wild and unpredictable life
Now I never know where I'm gonna go
I don't have a set path or plan for my future
The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with
The situation has come to an end
But don't get mad at me
I'm not responsible for your negative feelings
Go blame the chick who wrote this shit
You can direct your frustration towards the person who caused this situation
Yeah, life is sure a bitch
Life can be difficult and unfair
But she know I'm rich
Despite the challenges, I'm still successful and wealthy
That's why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Women are attracted to my success and I can get whatever I want from them
I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine
I'm treating women the way they have treated men in the past
Let 'em get a good taste of it
I want women to experience the same treatment they have given men
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
I don't want to waste my limited time on unimportant things
I pace this shit a little bit quicker
I'm moving at a fast and efficient pace in life
That clock I'm racing it double time it
I'm trying to make the most of my time and achieve everything twice as fast
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
I can insult people three times faster than they can insult me
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
You are trying to force your will onto others, but it's not effective
Man, I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe-'S' on it, dawg
I pronounce K-Mart like it has a possessive apostrophe, even if it's grammatically incorrect
And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well, I guess I'm wrong
People argue about whether or not McDonald's provides a true dining experience, but my opinion is irrelevant
But if you're gon' tell me that A&W ain't the spot
If you try to argue that A&W doesn't serve great food
For the best hot dogs, you can get the 'F' on, dawg
I don't want to hear your opinion because A&W makes the best hot dogs
And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
I am isolated and powerful in my position of success
I'm as strong as the King
My strength and power is comparable to royalty
They were gone 'fore they came
My competitors were defeated before they could even start competing
Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
I don't want to socialize with other rappers, but I'll give them props for their talent
They just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's why
Other rappers are envious and trying to prevent my success
All she wrote, all she wrote
This situation has been concluded
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I'm done with this situation and it's time to move on
I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I'm emphasizing that this situation is finished
Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote
This situation has concluded and it's time to move on
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Marshall B. III Mathers, Lukasz Gottwald, Clifford Joseph Jr. Harris
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@whatiscompetition
Lyrics:
Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like old Chicago
Ain't nothin' new, I seen it all before
But still, I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
… It's stupid how I go in
Knowin' everybody knowin'
That I'm sewin' up the game
Destroying like they hate me for it
Eventually, see they can't beat
And then with me, they join
Others sworn under oath, or banished, left completely scorned
You tell lies, get cut, nigga, kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
On the fast track
Ain't no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at
Nigga wishin' they were this hot
Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones
Catch me in the end zone
High-steppin', Prime Time
Thought you niggas been known:
Ain't no blockin' my shine
Like my new Air Yeezy's, you can see me in the nighttime
I get rich off livin' life, you check to check recitin' rhymes
So call me what you want
Wanna hate? Have a nice time
While I get stupid paper
Hey, my dough ain't in its right mind
… Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothin' new, I seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
… You're starin' straight
Into a barrel of hate
Terrible fate
Not even a Slim chance to make a narrow escape
Cupid shot his arrow and missed; wait, Sarah, you're late
Your train left, Mascara and eggs
Smear in your face
Night's over
Goodbye ho
I thought that I told ya
That spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
Never should've came within range of my Rover
Should've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
To still come back to the crib
Must want me to mess with her mind, hold up
She mistook me for some high roller
But I won't buy her soda
Unless it's Rock and Rye cola (Faygo's cheaper)
Buy you a bag of Fritos?
I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya
Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pull 5 molars
You'll get your eyes swolled up
I'm on my straight-grizzly
So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy-bear, bitch?
You're already bi-polar
… Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
I roll like a Desperado
Now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still, I ball like there's no tomorrow
Until it's over with, that's all she wrote
The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with
But don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Yeah, life is sure a bitch, but she know I'm rich
That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pourin' in
Pesos, Euros, Yen, ah ha, I'm paid never gon' be poor again
See me posted in anything, wearin' any chain
Never gon' see me toting anything, all you gon' see is bang
It's so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit
Yeah I'm on another level, but you niggas still can get it
It's all over 'fore you finish, sorry bro this where we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me givin' you the business
… Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it Tip
And each one thinks they the shit
Shirt off my back, I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I'm givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine
Let em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didn't
I'ma stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
That clock I'm racing it, double timing it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
That it may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm, I'm like Stretch Armstrong
Man I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe 's' on it, dog
And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong
But if you gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs
You can get the F on dawg
… And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
I'm as strong as the King, they were gone 'fore they came
Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty that's why
… Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Goodnight is over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
I said its over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote
@evanmannix3208
The nostalgia man... wah. Time keeps dancing. Whoever reads this, I hope you live a happy life, full of adventures and surprises. 🍻cheers
@jw8rok
Evan Mannix cheers brother
@obbymillion
Yeah, this song really takes me back when my life was simpler. Cheers bro ✌
@superwin9000
cheers
@pablojones1805
@@obbymillionml
@shreyaschoubey8538
You too man
@thisiszach560
If you still listen to this, YOU DESERVE RESPECT
@JohnSmith-pg9ns
No, if we still listen to this, Eminem deserves respect
@mcdavi8351
https://youtu.be/d3ggvk-bi5c kkkkk
@kevinwiggins4816
were my respect tho :/