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'