[T.I.] Ay, this a special what's happenin' to all my, all my soldiers over there in Iraq Everybody right here, what you need to do is to be thankful for the life you got, you know what I'm sayin' Stop lookin' at what you ain't got, start bein' thankful for what you do got Let's give it to 'em, baby girl
[Rihanna] You're gonna be a shining star With fancy clothes and fancy cars And then you see, you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows who you are (Rihanna, let's get it) So live your life (Hey) Ay-ay-ay You steady chasin' that paper Just live your life (Oh) Ay-ay-ay Ain't got no time for no haters Just live your life (Hey) Ay-ay-ay No telling where it'll take ya Just live your life (Oh) Ay-ay-ay) Cause I'm a paper chaser yo yo peeps listen up to me right now! Just livin' my life (Ay), my life (Oh), my life (Ay), my life (Oh) Just livin' my life (Ay), my life (Oh), my life (Ay), my life (Oh) Just livin' my life Yeah Yeah What?
[T.I.] Nevermind what haters say, ignore 'em 'til they fade away Amazing they ungrateful after all the game I gave away Safe to say, I paved the way for you cats to get paid today You still be wastin' days away now had I never saved the day Consider them my protege, homage I think they should pay Instead of being gracious, they violate in a major way I never been a hater, still I love 'em in a crazy way Some say they sold the yay, and no, they couldn't get work on Labor Day It ain't that black or white, it has an area the shade of gray I'm West Side anyway, even if I left today and stayed away Some move away to make a way, not move away 'cause they afraid I brought back to the hood, and all you ever did was take away I pray for patience but they make me wanna melt they face away Like I once made 'em spray, now I could make them put the K's away Been thuggin' all my life, can't say I don't deserve to take a break You rather see me catch a case, then watch my future fade away.
[Rihanna] You're gonna be a shining star With fancy clothes and fancy cars And then you see, you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows who you are So live your life (Hey) Ay-ay-ay You steady chasin' that paper Just live your life (Oh) Ay-ay-ay Ain't got no time for no haters Just live your life (Hey) Ay-ay-ay No telling where it'll take ya Just live your life (Oh) Ay-ay-ay Cause I'm a paper chaser Just livin' my life (Ay), my life (Oh), my life (Ay), my life (Oh) Just livin' my life (Ay), my life (Oh), my life (Ay), my life (Oh) Just livin' my life
[T.I.] I'm the opposite of moderate, immaculately polished with The spirit of a hustler and the swagga of a college kid Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics Articulate but still'd grab a nigga by the collar quick Whoever havin' problems with they record sales, just holla Tip If that don't work and all else fails, then turn around and follow Tip I got love for the game, but ay, I'm not in love with all of it Could do without the fame, and rappers nowadays are comical The hootin' and the hollerin,' back and forth with the arguin' "Where you from, who you know, what you makin,' what kind of car you in?" Seems as though you lost sight of what's important when depositin' Them checks into ya bank account, and you've up out of poverty Your values is in disarrayed, prioritizin' horribly Unhappy with the riches 'cause you're piss-poor morally Ignorin' all prior advice and forewarnin' And we mighty full of ourselves all of a sudden, aren't