That's All She Wrote

[Chorus: T.I.]

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

[Post-Chorus]

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

[Verse 1: T.I.]

It's stupid how I go in knowin' everybody knowin'

That I'm sewin' up the game, destroyin' life, 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 (Bah)

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 stop

I just laugh at nigga, wishin' they were this hot (Ha-ha)

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 Yeezys, 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

[Chorus: T.I.]

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

[Verse 2: Eminem]

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 nothin' 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 when I won't buy a 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 dye for ya

Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five 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

[Chorus: Eminem]

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

[Verse 3: T.I.]

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 (Nope)

Yeah, life is sure a bitch (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

Peso, euro, yen, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gon' be broke again

See me posted in anything, wearin' any chain

Never gon' see me totin' anything, all you're 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't 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

[Verse 4: Eminem]

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'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 wastin' it

So, I pace this shit a little bit quicker, that clock, I'm racin' it, double timin' 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, dawg

And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong

But if you're gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs

You can get the F on, dawg

[Pre-Chorus: T.I.]

And on my throne, I remain, all alone in my lane

I'm as strong as they 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 (Why, why)

[Chorus: T.I., Eminem, T.I. & Eminem]

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," and that's all she wrote

[Post-Chorus: T.I. & Eminem]

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