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.
RIDING
T.I. Lyrics
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Presidential tinted so a hater can’t see in it
Gotta keep a glizzy man you better stay defended
Stuntin with them stacks hard better watch ya back smart
Shit gets really wicked niggas comin through back door
Not serving a warrant they just come to make withdrawal
Bitches outta pocket and they disrespect the man law
Pass them hoes around to the homies like we playin ball
And they actin like the motherfuckin opps
So it’s fuck twelve
If they want it they can get it too
Out here lonely in dem streets
Nigga it’s a cold world
So better keep the heat on you
Dey ain't comin how we comin dey ain't on it
Middle finger to my opposition cus they ain't on shit
No such thing as a competition in my eyes
I'm ray Charles homie
Stay ready where ever I go
I keep that thang on me
Before you think what you thought
Now yo brains on me
Should've use ya brains homie
Dis forty hold thirty foe nigga
I call em Charles Barkley
Niggas all bark and no bite
Niggas want stripes
Like they only ones dat touched white
Like they the only ones up gettin money all night
Bucc a knot out my pocket just fucked em up right
Couple bands in my pants dats sum slight
Den I call dat a night
Niggas out here paying for pussy swear they ain't right
Had dat same bitch come thru
Fuck me and suck me up twice
Dutch full of that gas
Before I can ash I took fuckin flight
I'm ridin through my city and it is wicked
Presidential tinted so a hater can’t see in it
Gotta keep a glizzy man you better stay defended
Stuntin with them stacks hard better watch ya back smart
Shit gets really wicked niggas comin through back door
Not serving a warrant they just come to make withdrawal
Bitches outta pocket and they disrespect the man law
Pass them hoes around to the homies like we playin ball
Police out of line
And they actin like the motherfuckin opps
So it’s fuck twelve
If they want it they can get it too
Out here lonely in dem streets
Nigga it’s a cold world
So better keep the heat on you
Don Mega in this bitch
Catch me in a fast whip
Switchin outta lanes
Sliding through traffic
Like I'm in NASCAR
At the bar wit my bros
Smoking on some gas
Cuz I really don’t drink
I just wanna catch me a bad slut
Don't bring sand to the beaches
But I see gurls flockin
Keeps stacks up in my pocket
They can not fit in my wallet
My plug show me love
Cuz I’m something like a socket
Plotting to try creep on me
Man I wouldn’t even bother
This mac uh make a nigga nap
Like he was toddler
Put down that gun
Get knocked out like yo father used to
I'm so official
Diamond sparkle just like crystal
Bitch show me ya thong I’m Sisqo
And you know I keep a few pistols
They come in two like twin sisters
I cock em ooh they get wetter
I hit at you and you better duck
Nigga need some better luck
And if he cant make bail
Then know he gon tell
That's a shame mane
I'm ridin through my city and it is wicked
Presidential tinted so a hater can’t see in it
Gotta keep a glizzy man you better stay defended
Stuntin with them stacks hard better watch ya back smart
Shit gets really wicked niggas comin through back door
Not serving a warrant they just come to make withdrawal
Bitches outta pocket and they disrespect the man law
Pass them hoes around to the homies like we playin ball
Police out of line
And they actin like the motherfuckin opps
So it’s fuck twelve
If they want it they can get it too
Out here lonely in dem streets
Nigga it’s a cold world
So better keep the heat on you
In T.I.'s song "Riding," the lyrics delve into the harsh and dangerous realities of living in the city. T.I. navigates through his city, which he describes as wicked, while highlighting the need for caution and protection. The term "riding" suggests cruising through the streets, but it also represents the act of facing the challenges and obstacles that come with it.
T.I. mentions having tinted windows in his car to keep haters from seeing inside, suggesting the need for privacy and protection from those who may have ill intentions. He also emphasizes the importance of staying armed and defended, as he mentions keeping a "glizzy" (a slang term for a firearm). This reflects the necessity for preparedness in a dangerous environment.
The lyrics further touch on the presence of violence and criminal activities. T.I. portrays a scenario where individuals come through the back door without a warrant, symbolizing illegal and unauthorized intrusion. There is also a reference to disrespecting the "man law," indicating a disregard for established rules and codes of conduct. T.I. alludes to a culture where women are treated as objects, passed around like in a game of basketball.
The song also explores T.I.'s perspective on law enforcement. He expresses his disdain for the police, referring to them as "fuck twelve" and implying they are acting like his enemies, the opposition. T.I. believes it is a cold and lonely world, emphasizing the need to stay armed and vigilant in the streets.
Overall, "Riding" provides a glimpse into the realities and challenges of living in an urban environment, where one must navigate through wickedness, violence, disrespect, and questionable law enforcement.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm ridin through my city and it is wicked
I am driving through my city and it is filled with danger and negativity.
Presidential tinted so a hater can’t see in it
The windows of my car are tinted to a level where people who dislike me cannot see inside.
Gotta keep a glizzy man you better stay defended
I need to carry a firearm for self-defense.
Stuntin with them stacks hard better watch ya back smart
I am flaunting my wealth confidently, but I need to be cautious and vigilant about my surroundings.
Shit gets really wicked niggas comin through back door
The situations can turn extremely dangerous, with people unexpectedly trying to harm me.
Not serving a warrant they just come to make withdrawal
People are invading my space without any legal justification, only to steal from me.
Bitches outta pocket and they disrespect the man law
Women are behaving inappropriately and disrespecting the rules that men have established.
Pass them hoes around to the homies like we playin ball
I share the women I'm involved with with my friends, treating it like a casual game.
Police out of line
The police are behaving improperly and crossing boundaries.
And they actin like the motherfuckin opps
The police are acting like the enemy, trying to bring me down.
So it’s fuck twelve
I have no respect or regard for the police (often referred to as 'the twelve').
If they want it they can get it too
If the police want to engage in conflict, they will face the consequences.
Out here lonely in dem streets
I feel isolated and alone in these dangerous streets.
Nigga it’s a cold world
The world is cruel and unforgiving, my friend.
So better keep the heat on you
Therefore, it is important to always carry a firearm for self-defense.
Lyrics © NEWWRITERS MUSIC, O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Randy Taylor, Robert Taylor
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@bradenrogers7190
2022 and this is still one of my favorite songs from ti.
@duvvvaaaallll1242
Plies verse harder
@im-batman407
Facts
@RellJFK
Damn. Plies snapped on this. I forgot all about this song
@anewfather
Na bro, tip snapped
@antoniogreer4657
2020 still bumping this shit t.i.p and plies snapped on this
@AceSolomon94
Still think T.I. & Plies should do a collab album. T.I. was a killer on the hook. He & Plies scrapped through this.
@jody2cool
They should have done a mix tape together
@chrisjacobs7565
Classic throwback 💯💯
@MuthaFuckaJones.
Damn this track still hit hard as fuck