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Things Happen

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"'Sup, how was your ride"

"It was long, but I'm aight"

"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 clientle to swell

Snitches started to tellBroke niggas was jail

'Cause they couldn't out hustle me

So, they tried to muscle me

But I ain't pussy y'all, I leave 'em dead like a KennedyTook 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 nowI'm smellin' all the animos in the air

Pat spreadin' rumors that he gonna take me outta here

What the fuck the blood clot 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 dropThen 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 doneSo, keep your eyes open and beware of the ruckus

'Cause life ain't nothin' but thirsty, gritty motherfuckers

I ran with niggas that will kill ya warm dead

Keep it real is who, I pumped into them niggas little headsMy granddad, he used to call me killer now I am

Everybody where I used to chill, fuck them

My mind was playin' tricks on me shorty

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

(Yo fuck 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 LordThings 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'

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