
I Think About Lyrics
VERSE 1
I made it off the block—my homie got torched
So maybe some of my depression is survivor’s remorse
I think about
All the things that had to work out for me to make it out
This is God’s plan
What if Daddy would’ve took us out the same night that he took his self
I think about
Momma being so stressed after he left that she thought about taking herself
Lord knows
How hard it had to be for a woman to raise 4 Black boys in America
I think about
Her saying, “I’ma whop you before they do”
Them whoopings probably saved our life
All the pain she felt, all them nights that she must’ve cried
I think about
How I’ma spend my whole life, trying to make it alright
I promise you, Momma
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CHORUS (x2)
I ain’t go through all this just for nothing
I’ma turn nothing into something—I promise
Ever think of counting me out? Keep counting
Talk about the struggle—yeah, I’m from it
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VERSE 2
I used to want a room, then I went and bought a house
Upgraded my bad chick to a God-fearing spouse
I used to want a Cadillac with candy-coated gloss
Now I got shares of Tesla in my account
I used to mix peach Crush and promethazine
Bought some stock in Pfizer before they dropped the COVID vaccine
I used to have a team full of hunnid killers, real hittas
Now I got like 5 homies—blood run thicker
I’m no longer chasing bags
Now I’m more concerned with budgeting and my taxes
I used to skip practice—before I read Mamba Mentality
Kobe didn’t leave till he made 1,000 baskets
RIP to the GOAT
And when you really getting money, last thing on your mind is the smoke
But we’ll still light it up—
Huh
I’m talking stock in solar energy, ain’t no outshining us
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CHORUS (x2)
I ain’t go through all this just for nothing
I’ma turn nothing into something—I promise
Ever think of counting me out? Keep counting
Talk about the struggle—yeah, I’m from it