Lyrics Think About It - Lil Keed , Young Stoner Life Records

I do this shit for somebody that never had nobody
Who ever lost somebody
They gone or locked up

I told my mama never stress about my money
Whole lot of golds on me just like a ceremony
He say step away, cap he gotta get 'em one
Whole lot of gunshots round me, know I paranoid
A lot of pills got me paranoid
All these b*tches they be fine but they got me paranoid
Yeah these h*es tryna set me up, they tryna feel the fortune
Yeah we talk with the glock, this that testimony

This that get up in the morning, catch the MARTA bus
This time move the Calabasas then catch a Cali slut
This that ski mask give it up right now or you gettin' busted
Yeah you know it's us versus them, they know it's all us
I just been keeping it cordial right now
I'm taking care of my daughter but if it wasn't for her
I would've been stepped on your lil brother
And you can't undo nobody, but think about it
You strip a n in that studio and then kill me?

(Boy you gotta be a dumb n in the f*cking world
Man, I still would've prevailed n
Filled a couple on buddy)

Yeah I'm strong, I know how to fight all my demons
Millions on millions, your n feening
Yeah she want my baby but her face where I place my semen
Yeah you know these choppa bullets can kill a demon
Yeah you already know I love my baby mama
So I make sure I talk to her every morning
And my baby looking at me like 'daddy you did it'
And I know what i'm going through with the critics
She ain't know I was smart
I was good at basketball, but rap I turn it to art
I slime my plug for the Zaza, came out smelling like farts
Yeah my back a real target and these ns are darts

I told my mama never stress about my money
Whole lot of golds on me just like a ceremony
He say step away, cap he gotta get 'em one
Whole lot of gunshots round me, know I paranoid
A lot of pills got me paranoid
All these b*tches they be fine but they got me paranoid
Yeah these h*es tryna set me up, they tryna feel the fortune
Yeah we talk with the glock, this that testimony

My daddy had a stroke
I told him don't worry, just know your son ain't broke
Thanks to the higher power, I won't ever see you croak
You know where I came from, you know it was the low
Everything was hard with us
Yeah my daddy showed me how to raise a family
Showed me how to be a gentleman
But I'm out here acting manish
But now I'm understanding, taught me think before I talk
That's why I ain't out here stranded

I told my mama never stress about my money
Whole lot of golds on me just like a ceremony
He say step away, cap he gotta get 'em one
Whole lot of gunshots round me, know I paranoid
A lot of pills got me paranoid
All these b*tches they be fine but they got me paranoid
Yeah these h*es tryna set me up, they tryna feel the fortune
Yeah we talk with the glock, this that testimony