I Don't Think

[Intro: K-Rino] Say, little fellow, come here, let me holla at you for a minute Yeah, I see you be out here doing your thing man but A lot of the stuff we do, it ain't to be glorified man Cause they got a plan for you bro Listen [Verse 1: K-Rino] Street game revving up, money, can't get enough Goons showed up and wet him up, partners set him up Smoke runs through your lungs, this life is new to some Two to one he already knew how to use and shoot a gun Killers wanna go to war, living like there's no tomorrow Youngster stole a car, crashed in it, didn’t roll it far Project cannibals, anger understandable Like animals, it's hard to fathom what a desperate man will do Crime they done did it all, twist, break and bend the law Many men involved, it's like you're at a gangster seminar Pretty slabs coming down, prostitutes running round Marijuana found about three or four hundred pounds Scared cat in cell, somebody fed a tale Swat team came, Grandmamma even went to jail Spending life hoping, wishing, getting pills, no prescription On a mission, little babies born with a dope addiction [Chorus: K-Rino] I don't think you wanna live this life The dope selling, the pimping, the jacking, that's played out You only got a little time to get right The streets gonna lead to the jailhouse or getting laid out I don't think you wanna live that life The blood on your hands, the looking over your shoulder You only got a little time to get right The fourth quarter of the game man, it's almost over [Verse 2: K-Rino] One more bird might lead to your third strike Judge said 55 years, yeah you heard right Now you got a new fight, welcome to your new life Whole world ruined, that's what happens when you lose sight Tryna prove something led to you getting handcuffed The follower's always the one who gets jammed up Now you want to call God, all good, that's cool with me But why you wait till now, you should have did that when you was free Hate, you personify, keep it up you're gonna die Last thing that you should wanna do is make your momma cry Bragging about hustling, you're proud of your silly trade Making three or four hundred a day, thinking he really paid Capping when you're on the scene, tryna get up on some green You don't understand you're just a player, you don't own the team Locked down, so you face an unreachable due date By the time he realized the truth, it was too late (Chorus) [Verse 3: K-Rino] Hell is what you're about to pay, hope there's something I can say Might put some wisdom in your head and move you out the way Gotta put yourself in check, everybody want respect Hard to get a job with a pistol tatted on your neck Nothing's what you're gonna get, say you good, wanna bet? Son looking at you what example are you gonna set Bad habits by the father, wanna pimp? you're out of order Better treat your women right, especially if you've got a daughter It's gonna take a strong hand, better check her phone man She online sending naked pictures to a grown man Out jacking with your friends, should have tried to better them Now you're doing life behind bars for a set of rims Soon as the Sun is out, ghetto babies running about He can't even count but he knows when them Jordan's coming out Everybody trunking lies, won't nobody compromise 24/7 whole hood either drunk or high (Chorus / Outro)