So you know there's a lotta darkness out here
We watch it all time, I'm busy looking at the darkness sayin'
'Damn, that's some darkness over there', you know?
Whatever and we have responsibility to focus on it
Sayin', you know 'Y'all be cool'

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 their whole lifestyle
I knew a kid with a little cash
He had a little gear, yo, his status was middle cl***

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 ***** 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, '***k it' and changed up his whole at***ude

(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 mutha***kin' deal?)
Yo, y'all better chill

Now he had to make quick figures
So he started sellin' drugs because honey wanted a rich *****
He was livin' foul and then some
He started killin' *****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 ***** 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' *****s like firemen
****, 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 ***** to stop talkin'

He told her to cut the ****
He laid her, played her, told the hoe to suck his ****
He said he was only out to get money
So step the ***k off because paybacks is a *****, honey

She only got what she deserved
(Word)
He kicked that stupid ***** to the curb
'Cause man, he had his whole **** down
'Cause the nigags who used to diss him was all on his **** now

(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 mutha***kin' deal?)
Yo, y'all better chill

Everythin' 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?'

(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 mutha***kin' deal?)
Yo, y'all better chill