Considered (feat. Chapo)

Play it through and get it done E stocking all these bands Yea it's just for fun He be shooting all them sticks Yea it's just for fun He be loading all them blicks Yea it's just for fun Swear it just for fun Get it through Consider it done I swear got the biggest one I flip it through And turn the racks It's lighting up Like flaming crack Pop the skull and get em back Hit his bros nd make em mad Ain't no we was giving squealers passes He ain't now we was chasing Catch him E was talking about a check Thats some shit I know about I be chasing after blues, like Young Dolph and Paper Route Gon get the pape(r) by any means, got to make it count I ain't stopping til its 7 O's in my account I ain't stopping til my neck and wrists flowing like a fountain Life ain't easy but it ain't gon stop just because you start pouting F*ck the critics, it's like what the they know, want to see me down I can't let it happen, get back on my grind, bitch look at me now Im a soldier, wouldn't make it far if I wasn't Used to stack up singles, now I stack them up by the dozen Hate to be in public, cause I know that niggas the be fronting Me and E together, you know that we be up to something Play it through and get it done I stack these bands It's just for fun Shooting all these sticks and guns Catching all these Niggas huh You was pissed You was sitting down You twirl around like a fucking bum I can tell you who made this shi I Can tell you who took yo bitch Lay around the crib Thinking And she Popping medicine I was taking all these people out I'm like a veteran Who the f*ck you fighting with Who the f*ck wanna settle with I can really get into Who the f*ck we messing with Diamonds blinging My head is killing Destroy everything the meaning Hitting back My niggas listening On the grave I drop, I'm pissing Oh you said you pissed off Lifestyle Rick Ross Can't see a vision Why you think you always fall off