Things Happen

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"Sup, how was your ride."

"It was long, but I'm aiiight."

"True, true."

"So you takin' care of yourself in here?"

"No question, I gets down for mines."

"Yeah I know, I heard a lot about you."

"Word? I'm sayin' tho-"

"Anyway, if you don't mind me askin,

how'd you get into all'a this?"

"Yo, it's a long story..."

I started off light

Knockin' off y'all packs for this kid Pat

He told me to take 30 and bring him the rest back

It didn't take long for my clientele to swell

Snitches started to tell, broke niggas was jail

Cause they couldn't out-hustle me

So they tried to muscle me

But I ain't ******* y'all, I leave 'em dead like a Kennedy

Took a half a year to get a half a brick

My own shit, now I make profit on every flip

No more hand-to-hands, I'm the big man now

Push a black Land Cruiser, pack a chrome trey pound

Now I'm smellin' all the animos in the air

Pat spreadin' rumors that he gonna take me outta here

What the ******* the bloodclot thinkin'

My plan's to roll up in an old black Lincoln

And leave him dead and stinkin'

And I'm a man of my word, word

I seen him on the curb smokin' herb

I made the Continental swerve

And hopped out and started lettin' off shots

And didn't stop until I seen his body drop

Then a nigga like me just skated

I know he was packin steel, that made it drug-related

You know I'm sayin'

Things happen so keep your eyes open

Sheisty ones be scopin'

That's why guns we be totin'

Things happen so keep your eyes open

Sheisty ones be scopin'

Things happen so keep your eyes open

Sheisty ones be scopin'

That's why guns we be totin'

Things happen so keep your eyes open

Sheisty ones be scopin'

I'm on the run from po-po

Some crab niggas pulled the bitch move

My blood pressure's high but I play it calm and smooth

Everybody's my enemy, can't trust no one

The last time I trust a trust I almost got done

So keep your eyes open and beware of the ruckus

Cause life ain't nothin but thirsty, gritty mutha******s

I ran with niggas that will kill ya warm dead

Keep it real is who I pumped into them niggas little heads

My granddad, he used to call me Killer now I am

Everybody where I used to chill, ******* them

My mind was playin tricks on me shorty

Once I was like "Turn yourself in and do the time"

(yo ******* that)

The pigs wanted five, tell my moms I love her

And stay strong and don't fall

I'm in the hands of the Lord

Things happen so keep your eyes open

Sheisty ones be scopin'

That's why guns we be totin'

Things happen so keep your eyes open

Sheisty ones be scopin'

Things happen so keep your eyes open

Sheisty ones be scopin'

That's why guns we be totin'

Things happen so keep your eyes open

Sheisty ones be scopin'