Ain't Gonna Happen

I was a kid hustlin’, ribs touchin’, grindin’ for a grub

Three wings a hershey with almond and a hug

Hand to hand in the drugs, with my hand on the snub

Cuz man, I’m a thug. Is you a man or a bug?

I’m baggin’ that damn bar with my hand in the glove

On my grizzle, I give a half gram for a dub

I’m workin’ now, got the sour kush and the purp in now

I got it if you try and cop it, you ain’t gotta search around

I purchase pounds and flirt around with that white chick

That white shit a have your nose red like a circus clown

If I ain’t layin’ verses down then I’m on the strip

I got that work flippin’ like some bitches in the circus now

It’s like the universe and soul when our work is sold

And I got them roxy's and perks if you try and purchase those

Thirsty hoes poppin’ pills like it’s birth control

500 milligrams, I’m a drug dealer man

You gotta play your cards right but if you deal a hand

You could make a killin’ man and blow like a ceiling fan

Listen, sippin’ liquor’s a good feelin’ man

I was a cognac cat, now I’m a tequila man

I’m wrapping grands up in my son’s silly bands

And pinky ring cost ‘bout a half kilogram

I was on some livin’ in mama house shit

Now I’m in Yemen, spending mortgage money on an outfit

I clean my jewels with the shit you clean your mouth with

Either crest of Colgate, success is my soul mate

You so fake, I’m the truth, not a pretender

I’ve got one liners, niggas we’re altimeters remember,

And I could a fight but even a ninja could get injured

So I keep a hammer on me like Thor from The Avengers

I’m like a superhero, you’s a weirdo

So I get you robbed like De Niro

When you say you hustle birds, that get on my fuckin’ nerves

Cuz you ain’t never fucked with them birds, you like a scarecrow

My weed green but got orange hairs though

And it’s real strong like that man Sampson when his hair grow

I put in years yo, years ago

You could barely flow, so prepare for your burial

You hear me yo? Cuz I’m the illest alive

You want my title, then you must be suicidal ,nigga willin’ to die

I’m still on my job, I ain’t retired nigga, I’m fire, nigga

You say you hop, but stop singin’ to the choir nigga

I’ll still eat you up, I ain’t on a diet nigga

You could get your ass chewed quick like fast-food

The last dude that tried to body Cass

Got every bone in his body smashed and thrown in a body cass

I kick somebody ass like karate class

Be cash, jumpin’ in his Jet Li bag

If you owe me cash, I’m grabbin’ a ski mask

In the clock, you are hot water like a T bag

I don’t need a G pass, I go where I wanna go

Cuz I could rumble yo, and niggas know my gun ah' blow

I’m undefeated, fightin’ murder cases, I wanna know

It was a setback but you gotta respect that

Before I took 10 steps forward, I had to step back

If you thought that I’mma step up you’ve got me F-ed up

I’m still regretin’ all the chicken that I messed up

But still start spinnin’ the chicken soon as the check cut

I’m dressed up, snack back in a fresh cut

Guess what, my flow so sick I should go get checked up

Cuz I’m real ill, feel where I’m comin’ from?

I’m in an Escalade, rims taller than my youngest son

I just bought another gun

If you talk stupid, I’mma start to shoot it

And I put that on my other son

I’m not pressed to catch another case

But you a son of a bitch and I say it to your mother face

But the bull rhymes got the best lines

But this next line is an oxymoron, niggas love it

Feel me nigga? I’m from Philly, nigga

Still reppin’ my city, nigga. I just hustle in another state

You motherfuckers fake, I can’t fuckin’ wait

To see you, confront you then punch you in the fuckin’ face

I mean – there’s a big difference between what they do and what we do