Ain't Gonna Happen

[Intro] But it ain’t gonna happen Oh shit, never Niggas talking about I fell off What? You can’t be serious So I’m about to jump in my bag Just in case y’all niggas forgot How I give you music, yeah [Verse 1: Cassidy] I was a kid hustling, ribs touching, grinding for a grub 3 wings will hurt you when I’m in the hub Hand to hand in the drub with my hand on the snub Cause man I’m thug, is you a man or a bug I’m back in that damn bar with my hand in the glove On my grizzle, I give you a half grand for a dub I’m working now, got the sour kush and the purple now I got it if you tryna cop it You ain’t gotta search around I purchase pounds and flirt around with that white chick That white shit will have your nose red like a circus clown If I ain’t laying verses down, then I’m on the strip I got that work flipping like them bitches in the circus now Its like the universal soul when that work is sold And I got the roxies and perks if you tryna purchase those Thirsty hoes popping 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 killing man and blow like a ceiling fan Listen, sipping liquors' a good feeling man I was a Cognac cat, now I’m a Tequila man I’m wrapping grands up in my son's silly bands And my pinky ring cost bout a half of kilogram I was on some living in my mama house shit Now I’m in Neiman spending mortage money on an outfit I clean my jewels with the shit you clean your mouth with Either Crest or Colgate success is my soul mate You so fake, I’m the truth, not a pretender I got one-liners niggas with Alzheimer's remember And I could fight, but even a ninja could get injured So I keep the hammer on me like Thor from the Avengers I’m like a super hero, you’s a weirdo So I get you robbed like De Niro When you say hustle birds That get on my fucking nerves Cause you ain't never fuck with them birds, you like a scarecrow My weed green but got orange hairs though And it’s real strong like that man Samson when his hair grow I put in years, yo years ago You could barely flow so prepare for your burial You hear me, yo? Cause I’m the illest alive You want my title, then you must be suicidal nigga, Willing to die I’m still on my job, I ain’t retire nigga I’m fire nigga, you say you hot But stop singing to the choir nigga I 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 cast I kick somebody ass like karate class Be cash jumping in this Jet Li bag If you owe me cash, I’m grabbing the ski mask And the Glock you in hot water like a tea bag I don’t need a G pass, I go where I wanna go Cause I could rumble yo, and niggas know my gun will blow I’m undefeated fighting murder cases, I'm 1 and 0 It was a set back, but you gotta respect that Before I took 10 steps forward I had to step back If you doubt that I’ma step up, you got me f’d up I’m still regretting all the chicken that I messed up But still start spending the chicken soon as the check cut I’m dressed up, snap back and a fresh cut Guess what, my flow so sick, I should go get checked up Cause I’m real ill, feel where I’m coming from I’m in the Escalade, rims taller than my youngest son I just bought another gun, if you talk stupid I’ma 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'll say it to your mother face The boy rhymes got the best lines But this next line is an oxymoron Niggas love to hate Feel me nigga, I’m from Philly nigga Still repping my city nigga, I just hustle in another state You motherfuckers fake, I can’t fucking wait To see you, confront you then punch you in your fucking face [Outro] I mean, there’s a big difference Between what they do and what we do, mayhem music! Damn that shit was dope! There’s a wide variety of mayhem here