Wilbur Ba** - Think Fast lyrics

[VERSE 1] Up early in the morning Looking for another way Thank God for another day Police on the news Shootin n***as again Hope its nobody I know Or my next of kin What the f** they wanna do k** us all off slow Make it so - we can't walk through the hood no mo Tip toe through the ghetto Gotta think fast Just going to the store Might be your last (n***a) That's how it is When you're living in the hood In they eyes - everybody's no good Gotta live your life - surrounded by trife Playing cats and mice - every day throw the dice They not giving a f** Every day - police locking n***as up They care less about you - about me Once you in a cage - throw away the key Ass out - with no support Just how they want it - a n***a going to court Thinking of a master plan for a way out Five in the morning - bullets getting sprayed out Don't ask me why - n***as just wildin There's room on the streets - but there's none on the island Judge giving out time to the newcomers No second chances - football numbers You gotta do what you gotta do Family gotta eat - baby need new shoes And it ain't no jobs Gotta hit the streets Gotta go hard I ain't mad at ya I just don't wanna hear That the man got ya Its too many ways to get trapped up So don't act up - don't get racked up Be on point when you on the grind Keep a low pro - don't try to shine Get money - stack doe - get paper And stay away from those no good haters