Cassidy - Ain’t Gonna Happen lyrics

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

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

I mean, there’s a big difference
Between what they do and what we do
Mayhem music! Damn that shit was dope!
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