Be More Careful
akon Lyrics

The more I look at her, the more I look it here
The longer I observe the situation, the more I realize that the streets are dangerous.

It's ugly out here mane.
The streets are rough and dangerous.

These niggas out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no good
The rapper is vigilant and cautious around the people in the community because he recognizes that some may snitch or betray him.

Like Scarface, who can I trust? Bonfire, this only us I'm outchea, I gotta have it Paper chasin', I gotta grab it Money talks, I don't talk about it Take the loss, be a boss about it Catch me slippin', I really doubt it I don't leave my house without it
The rapper feels like Scarface, unsure of whom to trust. He's focused on making money and remains cautious about the situation even when he's out and about. He doesn't discuss his funds and understands that losses are a part of being a boss.

My masterpiece, bad about it Jealous nigga, that's old shit Laugh about, cop more whips And hustle hard, get more chips I got to be more careful, these niggas out here feds I got to be more careful, go read what he said It changed out here and all my silent niggas are gone Somehow, somewhere, all the shit that went wrong I never thought that it'd get to this All these niggas, all snitchin' in If it's too hot to handle it Then stay on out and I'm catchin' in
The rapper is proud of his success but recognizes the jealousy that comes with it. He understands that the atmosphere has changed, and even his once silent associates are no longer trustworthy. He never expected things to reach this point and expresses disappointment in the number of people snitching.

They slip outchea, Deba Got to be more careful Never leave the crib, never leave my home Without my street instrument, my baritone Blat! This what I put aside Polite on the sucker, leave his face in his lap
The rapper remains cautious in the streets as people can be unpredictable. He never leaves his house without protection and warns of the violence that can erupt suddenly.

I get it play the game of death, they don't play fair Gotta pack up 30 dig and always stay prepared I got some Girl Scout cookies and some Jackie A badass bitch with a short hair Tatiana Ali but, blowin' all up in my Ruprecon truck Should I say G? Talk is cheap Skatin' through the streets your tremendous ass be My money kinda tall but I don't play ball Actin' all the pictures nick the paint off the wall Wutchu need? Problem you havin' mane? I'm like the concierge, I can get you anything My heart that pump, get my heart pumped, propane I've always been a factor, I ain't never gonna lame Got a couple crash dummies that will wrap you like a mummy Push you in the graveyard where it's dark, got Sunny Do it for a friend but I ain't gotta give him money Slap you with the kid and they'll do anything for me
The rapper is prepared to defend himself and is always ready for anything that can happen in the streets. He's confident and has connections that allow him to get anything he wants. He has a loyal crew that will do anything to protect him, and he doesn't need to bribe them.

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful
The chorus repeats the importance of being cautious and vigilant in the streets to avoid getting into trouble with others.