Think About It (Freestyle)

Close my eyes like I'm sleep But I'm wide awake They say you should give fore you receive But I'ma take My momma called me stressing She just wanna see my face Pops say "Son don't roam the streets" But I just made a play If you ain't first then you last Like Ricky Bobby in the whip I put my foot on the gas Only want that fast life So I'm living it fast Got my head up on my shoulders Pray a nigga don't crash Searching for the love All I found was lust Tossing and I'm turning Tryna see what's up I ain't trippin, young nigga I got bigger bucks Whole racks, blue bands, and a white jag Pull up... skrt, skrt window rolling big gas Keep my circle small No room allowed for fake friends Designer belt, designer pants But they still sag Told my niggas this year We gone do the money dance That's why I'm working 3am up in the studio I laid down 6 But I still got 2 more to go 11 Calls on my phone But I missed em though 11 Plays in the A, I'm feeling like I'm Julio And I could care less about a platinum record Cause I'ma still eat because I own my records You niggas signing blind deals Like you Helen Keller Now they fucking with yo money Like they Jerry Heller Mhmm Mhmm Mhmmmm That's the shit that they don't think about Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Mhmmmm Grab the mic And then I think aloud Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Mhmmmm That's the shit that they don't think about Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Mhmmmm I was quiet Now I'm speaking out