New Italian suits on my hangers/I got Cuban links and diamond rings/Solitaries of shiny things/Aye fuck how tough you tryna seem/Come try the king, cause I’m about my
Smooth and buttery like an old school blaxploitation flick, drenched in the moods of the ’70s. This is T.I. at his most natural, letting his effortless flow carry the narrative instead of jumping through hoops to show he can still hang. The laid back attitude and throwback sensibility is vintage T.I.