[Intro: Dave Chapelle]
This is OG season
I'm your man, Dave Chapelle just shouting at everybody who went through it
Who stayed the course, who held firm
I don't know what to say, n***a, I don't know what to say

[Chorus: T.I.]
Man, what can I say?
I was just another n***a from the town
Tryin' to find a way to get paid
Man, what can I say? (What?)
Big body, 100 thousand dollar car
I pull up in new one, every day
Man, what can I say?
I'm getting too much cake for a safe
Made way more money than mistakes
Man, what can I say?
Went from a young n***a to a whole great
All in a day's work
Man, what can I say?

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Maybe, I should start with my first point
Started out selling weed in the shake joint
I went from nothing to playing on a world tour
What else could a Bankhead n***a ask for?
I will respect a hustle if you earn from it
A mistakes worth makin' if you can learn from it
I knew the sun was for sure coming
When a n***a called himself a killer but they nosey as an old woman
We had a problem, we just stole on him
And nowadays n***as found a way but no one told on 'em
He got a dub, hope they give him some parole on it
Everything glitter ain't got gold on it
Okay, now, everybody know that we don't play around
That boy be pillow-talking, beware, what you say around him
And Vera Wang and McQueen, I got nice things
Started serving these suckers 'round nineteen
I don't give a damn 'bout what you think you might seen
Look, you better clean your eyes, get some Visine
What can I say that you have not seen
Been on a cannonball run at the bag going high speed
Stop at nothing if you're out for somethin'
And my momma couch stuffed with stacks of hundreds
Safe deposit box, it's for my childrens' colleges
If you ever start a business, you won't go to college
[Chorus: T.I.]
Man, what can I say?
I was just another n***a from the town
Tryin' to find a way to get paid
Man, what can I say? (What?)
Big body, 100 thousand dollar car
I pull up in new one, every day
Man, what can I say?
I'm getting too much cake for a safe
Made way more money than mistakes
Man, what can I say?
Went from a young n***a to a whole great
All in a day's work
Man, what can I say?

[Post-Chorus: T.I.]
You can't talk to me, homie, I suggest you send your boss to me, homie
Man, what can I say?
In the Dawn with the top down on it, ducking suckers tryna block my moment
Man, what can I say?
And you gon' be mad when I get her
Sad when you found out I hit her
Man, what can I say?
I promise, it don't get no realer
Forever, been a stand up n***a
Man, what can I say?
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Walk it how you talk it, play it how it go
Learn to peep a fuck n***a with your eyes closed
Learn to turn your neighborhood from a eye sore
The real-estate people wanna come and buy more
In the trap, with a trap door
If the task force come, I'll be gone before you open that door
Gold bar buy 'em off shore
Well, you can save yourself some money on the taxes but it cost more (What?)
Lawyer doing deals on the golf course
You catch a charge, they can get it tossed for you
Throw it out, nevermind what the outcome is
You're missing game, how you listen with your mouth running
I done forever had the South running
Went to New York and hollered Bankhead, they respect where I'm comin'
From, I don't give a damn, give me my money
The country n***as over there, shawty, I'm a southern
Don't let nobody give you nothin' you ain't earn from 'em
'Less you finessing for some bags and you swerve on 'em
Forever kickin' shit, you'd think a turd on me
How you come out your fuckin' face? You got some nerve, homie
I'm only living for the rare moment
Like the time you deliver for your kid, with your word on it
When you the king and your reputation stay clean even when they try to throw dirt on it

[Chorus: T.I.]
Man, what can I say?
I was just another n***a from the town
Tryin' to find a way to get paid
Man, what can I say? (What?)
Big body, 100 thousand dollar car
I pull up in new one, every day
Man, what can I say?
I'm getting too much cake for safe
Made way more money than a mistake
Man, what can I say?
Went from a young n***a to a whole great
All in a day's work
Man, what can I say?
[Post-Chorus: T.I.]
You can't talk to me, homie, I suggest you send your boss to me, homie
Man, what can I say?
In the Dawn with the top down on it, ducking suckers tryna block my moment
Man, what can I say?
And you gon' be mad when I get her
Sad when you found out I hit her
Man, what can I say?
I promise, it don't get no realer
Forever, been a stand up n***a
Man, what can I say?