Tekster: T.I.. Ready For Whatever.

[Intro:]
I think the price of fame cost to much
Hey these niggas talk to much
I'm ready for whatever
Somebody better tell em
Say I'm ready for whatever

[Verse 1:]
Even tho my head in the clouds I'm planning on the pavement
People walk around looking at me in amazement
I play a lot of game but where I'm being I ain't playing with
They so judgemental that they don't understand that
If ya life is in jeopardy
Everyday is you telling me
You wouldn't need weaponry
Just because of your felonies
Consider this at least I got everybody sweating me
Homies streets is people who won't rest unless I rest in peace
Killed my folk a year ago still in my sleep they threaten me
Paranoia stressing me
Ain't nobody protecting me
I'm dealing with the pressure from my partner dying next to me
Thinking no ones arrested they coming for me eventually
This all the things that I would go and do mentally
This could be the reason I ignored the pennitentiary
Not mentioning new orlean niggas coming in the city killing all summer long ain't no body pay attention

[Bridge:]
Now is it that hard to understand if you listen
Die or go to jail that's a hell of a decision
But I'm wrong and I know that my excuses arent important
I'm just trying to let you know that I ain't think I had a choice

[Chorus:]
I had straps in my ride (ride) gotta go to prison (prison)
U waiting on me to die u gone be waiting for a minute
Boy I'm ready for whatever
Somebody better tell em
I'll be here when the smoke clear and everything settle
Can't afford the price of fame cause it cost to much
Plus these sucka niggas lame and they talk to much
That's why I'm ready for whatever
Somebody better tell em
I'll be here when the smoke clear and everything settle

Forreal, Forreal, Forreal
I said when everything settle
Forreal, Forreal, Forreal
I said when everything settle

[Verse 2:]
I'm a man I ain't perfect I admit I'm guilty
But understand feel me
I will ride filthy
Cause niggas out there plotting to rob me and kill me
Five hundred thousand every year spent on security
My future looked bright but now it getting blurry
Niggas in a hurry to find me and bury me
For surely god will deliver
Me I'm about it I'm a fighter to the heart I'll forever be about it
I'm a father to my sons asset to my community
Look all that I have done my good outweigh the negativity
Mentally I was focused on not letting history
Repeat itself that's why heat was kept in that vacinity
Guess eventually I'm gon be known but no meliciously
Through all of the publicity was anyone considering
My position and the logic heading my decision
But they caught me with em and hauled me off to prison
PERIOD.

[Bridge:]
Now is it that hard to understand if you listen
Die or go to jail that's a hell of a decision
But I'm wrong and I know that my excuses arent important
I'm just trying to let you know that I ain't think I had a choice
FORREAL

[Chorus:]
I had straps in my ride (ride) gotta go to prison (prison)
U waiting on me to die u gone be waiting for a minute
Boy I'm ready for whatever
Somebody better tell em
I'll be here when the smoke clear and everything settle
Can't afford the price of fame cause it cost to much
Plus these sucka niggas lame and they talk to much
That's why I'm ready for whatever
Somebody better tell em
I'll be here when the smoke clear and everything settle

Forreal, Forreal, Forreal
I said when everything settle
Forreal, Forreal, Forreal
I said when everything settle
Forreal, Forreal, Forreal
I said when everything settle
Forreal, Forreal, Forreal
I said when everything settle
Forreal