Cassidy - Ain't Gonna Happen Lyrics

I was a kid hustlin', ribs touchin', grindin' for a grub
Three wings, a hershey with almonds and a hug
And a hand in the drugs, with my hand on the snub
Cause man, I'm a thug. Is you a man or a bug?
I'm back in that damn bar with my hand in the glove
On my crystal, I give a half gram for a dub
I'm workin' now, got the sour kush and the purple 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'll 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 over
And I've got them rocks 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 sily bands
And my 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 or Colgate, success is my soul mate
You so fake, I'm the truth, not a pretender
I've got one liners niggas with alzheimers remember
And I can fight but even a ninja could get injured
So I keep the hammer on me like Thor from The Avengers
I'm like a superhero, you's a weirdo
So I get you robbed like DeNiro
When you say you hustle birds, that get on my f*ckin' nerves
Cause you ain't never f*cked 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 willin' to die
I'm still on my job, I ain't retired nigga, I'm fire, nigga
You say you hot, the 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 cast
I kick somebody ass like karate class
Be cash, jumpin' in his jet, we bag
If you owe me cash, I'm grabbin' a ski mask
In the clock, 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 would 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 doubt that I'm a 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, snap back and a fresh cut
Guess what, my flow so sick I should go get checked up
Cause I'm real I'll, 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'm a 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 to hate
Feel me nigga? I'm from Philly, nigga
Still reppin' my city, nigga. I just hustle in another state
You motherf*ckers fake, I can't f*ckin' wait
To see you, confront you, then punch you in the f*ckin' face
I mean - there's a big difference between what they do and what we do