CONTEMPLATE Lyrics

I thought you'd make your big hit, I trust

Where the fuck you spread this disease

What we don't know, it's all make-believe

Come on now, since you're on the hot shot

Mr. Jack Keller, the big baller

You don't fuck my head by thinking this is okay

I told you why, what I did

And if you didn't see it like me

Then I don't know what the fuck you would be

Fucking snitch, you fucking rats

I got the Louis Slugger with my clock cops

So watch what got for you

Uncounted time, uncounted is what you should be fearing

What do you got that doesn't

I mean fam, I was damn near invisible

At school, I can't give a fuck

If you thought it was all cool

So I calmed up, Gordy said

Bitch, was it you

Put it all on the table

Do it like a menu

I thought we had at least 40 more years of life together

So play the shit while you contemplate

Contemplate, contemplate

I felt like it all happened like it was fate

But then I thought it ain't that great

Giving excuses like shit

I thought I was alone

Or I thought it was my hoes

And we gon' keep the shit

Bro, these niggas know how I go

I do this shit for my gang

Dang

Then all I really want

Is for her to get on top

And if you're thinking I won't make it hot

What they done thought

Who won't make it into heaven

So they stare at the gates worldwide

But I got four blades, one hat

Carry like four blades

Thinking you hot shit

I'ma tell you you're not it

62 without no 10

Missing roof, all my new shit

Give it to these broads

I make them slow back and all that

And they right shit, I probably won't make it

Still prime time to make it

I say it twice, I won't mistake it

And not the rest of me

Come on now, now it's all we believe

Come on now, now I'm up

Come on now, but I fuck with great homies

Come on now, it's all made believe

Come on now, sit you in a hot shot, Mr. Shaquille

You don't want to fuck my head by thinking

This is okay, I told you why what I did

And if you didn't see it like me

Then I don't know what the fuck you would be

Fucking snitch, you fucking rats

I got the Louis Slugger with my Glock hot

So but watch what got for you

I'm caller than time, uncount

Is what you should be fearing

What do you got that doesn't

I mean fam, I was damn near invisible at school

I can give a fuck if you thought it was all cool

So I called up Gord, he said

Bitch, wasn't you

Put it all on the table

Do it like a menu

I thought we had at least 40 more years of life together

So play this shit while you contemplate

Glock hot