Lord Finnese Food for thought Lyrics

(so you know there�s a lotta darkness out here
We watch it all time
I�m busy looking at the darkness sayin
"d___, that�s some darkness over there", you know?
Whatever
And we have responsibility to focus on it, sayin, you know
"y�all be cool")

(mh-mh-mh)

Ah yeah
Check it out, y�all
A little food for thought
For those in the ghetto
Actin wild, livin foul
Cause y�all think it�s in style
Know what I�m sayin?

Now every neighborhood has a nice child
But because of the things around em they change up they whole lifestyle
I knew a kid with a little cash
He had a little gear, yo, his status was middle class
But girls used to say he was so chopped
And brothers around the way wasn�t tryin to give him no props
He was quiet, he used to lounge and play the smooth role
Brothers tried to diss him, he ain�t sweat it, it was cool though
Confidence is what the child lacked
He was tryin to scoop this girl he was sweatin since a while back
He asked honey to go with him
Since he didn�t have a name, that b____ ain�t give him no rhythm
Matter of fact, she made him feel low
She said she needed a man that was out there makin real dough
So it was a lot that he had to prove
So money said �f___ it� and changed up his whole attitude

[ chorus ]
(time to get it)
Yo, y�all better chill
(time to clock bills)
(yo, y�all better chill
(hey yo, I wanna get ill)
Yo, y�all better chill
(so what�s the m____fuckin deal? )
Yo, y�all better chill

Now he had to make quick figures
So he started sellin drugs, because honey wanted a rich n____
He was livin foul and then some
He started killin n____s and buildin figures for his income
He had the fat rides he drove around in
He was clockin dough, knockin hoes, money was loungin
And waitin for a n____ to test him
You know, play him, try to slay him, or disrespect him
Let some brother tried to riff with him
He wouldn�t hesitate to pull out and let off his whole clip in em
He was wettin n____s like firemen
s___, he was packin more iron than vitamins
Now the brothers seein mad money
And guess who pops up on the scene, yo, it�s the bad honey
Now she�s on the block hawkin
Before no words, now he can�t get that b____ to stop talkin
He told her to cut the s___
He laid her, played her, told the hoe to suck his d___
He said he was only out to get money
So step the f___ off, because paybacks is a b____, honey
She only got what she deserved (word)
He kicked that stupid b____ to the curb
Cause man, he had his whole s___ down
Cause the nigags who used to diss him was all on his d___ now

[ chorus ]

Everything was how he imagined it
But word got out, and other dealers wasn�t havin it
The hoe he dissed, snitched and told on him
So one day some fellas ran up and the rolled on him
Shot em up with blow-me-down
Cause if money wasn�t catholic, he was holy now
He had it goin on and played the perfect role
But ask yourself a question: was it worth it though?

[ chorus ]