Ain’t $hit Happen

[Hook x2] I lost a couple niggas, shit happens You lost a couple niggas, and ain't shit happen You don't slide for your niggas like I do for mine Living life on the borderline of suicide [Verse 1] 100, furthest from a snitch Body shots have a nigga squirming like a bitch Gangland landscape it's murder where I live We got the whole sucka side nervous on my kids Visioning what the [?] he ain't really tryna drill niggas All eyes fixated on a real nigga I'm real illa my lil zillas blam llamas You don't understand the magnitude of head trauma Put that on my dead partner I'mma slide for him Beyond the enemy lines pushing lines of them Suicidal lifestyle it ain't hard to tell [?] [Hook x2] [Verse 2] Up late counting money on these lonely nights There's guala on the wood nigga throw the dice Dope fiends tryna sell a stolen bike He just threw a hubba on his smoking pipe You know I'm plugged in it was only right I'm a die a real nigga on the homie Christ Killas doing life the but the snitches ain't Apply a little pressure and he finna break I'm on that Lil Tae shit I'm tryna hit a bank The way I'm going ain't no way I give a bitch a break I'm a stack 100 k off this prostitution My niggas getting spanked by the prosecutors [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Call bruh like blood what it's looking like Dope fiend tryna tell me you ain't cooking right When I was down bitches acting like they couldn't write I'm straight though it's all a part of this crooked life You know I keep snow baby looking right I'm in all black but the stamp on the hoodie looking white My nigga went to trial hung jury twice The pigs offered cheese but he wouldn't bite Solid to the core real 4th nigga I'm showing up to court to support niggas You on this paperwork yous a dork nigga This crime rate bumpin on these suckas check the score nigga [Hook x2]