Things Happen Lyrics by Shyheim

Things Happen Lyrics

    [shyheim]
    "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 alla 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 outhustle me so they tried to muscle me
    But i ain't pussy 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 fuck 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
    Youknowi'msayin

    Chorus: (2x)
    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, grity muthafuckers
    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, 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 lord

    Chorus (2x)

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