歌词

I started off life knockin' off yard packs for this kid Pat
He told me to take thirty and bring him the rest back
It didn't take long for my clientele to swell
Snitches started to tell, broke niggas was jailed
'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 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-in-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 spreading rumors that he gon' take me outta here
What the fuck the bloodclot thinkin'?
My plan's to roll up in an all-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
Know what 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'
That's why guns we be totin'
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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I'm on the run from po-po
Some crab niggas pulled a 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 trusted trust, I almost got done
So keep your eyes open and beware of the ruckus
'Cause life ain't nothin' but thirsty, greedy motherfuckers
I ran with niggas that will kill your mom dead
Keep it real is all I pumped into them little niggas' 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
One side was like, "Turn yourself in, do the time"
The bigs more than 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'
That's why guns we be totin'
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'

What I do in here
What I do in here
What I do in here
What I do in here

Writer(s): Willie Mitchell, Arby Tyrone Quinn, Booker T. Jones, Shyheim Franklin, Fuller, Earl Randle

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