Thought About It

Yeah
I want to send a shout to all them artists
Who put thought into what you do, or what you say
Check this out
I got a lot on my brain
Stress taller than my daughter
3 feet and some change
I don’t complain, I complete
My aim is like the archer
With a arrow cocked back
Let it go
Target is deceased
All beats I reach people of all kinds
Sometimes it do take time, but I’m on time
Genuine with the rhythm I’m designing
Start it all over, you can call it redefining myself
'Cause I had to take it back to 0
Folks fuck your head up, you get a little ego
Start showing off when you get in front of the people
But when it come to this here, I come with the lethal
And he who tries to get fried
Serve like a 3 piece biscuit on the side
You risk it all, but you fall short
When it come to thought, I hold the chalk
Trace figures on the asphalt
Cash talks, let me get a little bit
You won’t catch me putting out that old bullshit
Naw, I love the raw untapped
Stepped away for a second but I had to come back
‘Cause I
Thought about it
I thought about it, uh huh
Thought about it, all this time
Said I thought about it
I said I thought about it
Uh huh
Thought about it
Used my mind
My man had a plan to get played
On the radio hard like 100 times a day
Would have taken a lot of hard work
And a lot of networking, and
Started from the bottom up
Just like a rebirth again
Beginning to win now
Hate comes around
When you get a little bit
Niggas cheat ya in the grit
But he saw this is …
Cautious
Don’t need me to pack the 4/5th
‘Cause he got God’s …
Ready for the world like the 80's band
So make moves, others hate to see him expand
To all the crabs, waiting in the borough to get a clamp
Of the champ, never … use your ass as …
So dance to the rhythm that he tap with both hands
He not for no plans, Slim a grown-ass man
Big star on the map, that’s where he live at
Get love, never ever hesitate to give back
‘Cause he
Alright, to be an MC means that
I can hold it down, even if it’s just me
If I’m solo, I go through what I know still
Don’t chill
Nah I don’t mean battle, brother …
For real
Like the girl …
People say they hear me rhyme
They get a warm feel in they chest
I’m a child of the most highest
It seem like the radio is so biased
I experiment with this, like some old science
Lab coat with the glasses
Why you, they askin'
But I never told, what I hold is gold
Like a 5-finger ring
So get off the ding-a-ling and lay low
I hate broke, so I made more
Thankful for the bankroll
Ain’t changed, same goal
Got a … to see way more than MD in DC
I’m being me, free
Quit leading these seas
Straight to Hades
Vengeance with this is what a remains means
The game’s infected, folks tryin’a gang green
I could cross over, but it really ain’t me
So I