[Intro]
...with a candy in his hand, this red colored piece of poison

[Hook: Swifty]
You never know when it's your time to go
Wounder which way it's gon' come?
Better look over your shoulder moe'
We all got guns, but it ain't in your heart to run
Been that way ever since we was young
And now you came all this way for nothin'
So, you never know

[Verse 1: Swifty]
My house stays surrounded
But seriously doubt if the cops were tryna snatch me out of it
Not a coward
Got a lot of shit going on
Politicin' strong while you plottin'
Tryna see if I forgot where I come from (N***as)
Just standin' looking dumb, but listen gentlemen your friendships not genuine (Aha)
And you ain't gonna give me nothin'
I've been in position for brothers wanna fuck like they love you
Up under you because you made your life outta something (What!?)
Never know whats happening but he wants you to die
And you do look this n***a eye to eye
Swearin' he was down for life (Yeah, you my dawg, guy)
All you bitches sound alike
Snitches, living of another n***a's riches
Sitting in the club with you wishing he had dip
Before the shit popped off 'cause he ain't got your best interest
I turn in this back [?]
In the begging I wasn't certain but a n***a stay observin' and i listen
[Hook: Swifty]
You never know when it's your time to go
Wounder which way it's gon' come?
Better look over your shoulder moe'
We all got guns, but it ain't in your heart to run
Been that way ever since we was young
And now you came all this way for nothin'
So, you never know

[Verse 2: Bizarre]
N***as looking for me, they better come to the woods
With 10 AK's and a limo with shogs
I'm a peaceful guy, I'll talk it out
(But if you keep on frontin')
I'll have them gangsters talk it out
I got n***as that shoot straight, n***as that shoot sloppy
Lil' n***as like [?], big n***as like [?]
Fucking with me, you most be a damn fool
'Cause I haven't had a fight since high school
(Now what that tell you?) I'll jump you
Pass some n***as stomp you
Woke up in your face and confront you
'Cause' I'll do 10 if a n***a fuck with me
Go in like Slim, come out like Fifty
'Cause n***as tryna kill me, cut me, slice me
(Catch me on the freeway) and tryna Obie Trice me
I'm scared to death, I don't wanna die
That's why I squeeze the trigger and close my eyes
[Hook: Swifty]
You never know when it's your time to go
Wounder which way it's gon' come?
Better look over your shoulder moe'
We all got guns, but it ain't in your heart to run
Been that way ever since we was young
And now you came all this way for nothin'
So, you never know

[Verse 3: Kon Artist]
Well I should['ve/n't?] feel good that my momma out the hood
My record ain't go wood, a n***a eatin' good
I should've feeled like my nuts as big as my fists
When I fall I fall like gorillas in the jungle [?] (Pay attention n***a)
Well I should['ve/n't?] feel good that my momma out the hood
My record ain't go wood, a n***a eating good
I should feel like my nuts as big as my fists
When I fall I fall like gorillas in the jungle [?]
That's why I grab my dick, speak to the crowd (Mr. Porter)
Just the Gin, I'm talking out loud, proud 'cause I know I could be 6 feet under
Flat lined three times, who would have wondered
That I would have made it
Didn't make a pass to 8th graders, kinda like a dream when I say it
My kids tryna go the same way I couldn't locate
'Cause it ain't shit like the way these n***as portray it
They tryna make you feel guilty for being successful
That's why I keep my gun by my bedpost
I bet most of these n***as couldn't hack it
If they got what they asked for when it came, this rap shit
[Verse 4: Kuniva]
Look, I keep a Glock 40 on my hip
Beretta on the front seat
A blade I named cold-cut
Turn your face into crunch weed
Now days n***as be on some punk shit, dump shit
Swear they run shit until the punks spit and lungs hit
I keep it straight-laced
What's more dangerous
A n***a with a gun or a liar with a straight face
I try to keep it godly but fuck new friends
Friends help you move
A true friend will help you move a body
I barley trust anybody outside of my [canton?]
'Cause' the n***as that I [?] could be the one who [?] [my cab?]
Let me be exact, see the facts, read between the lines
Crumbled up by old blueprints
Had to redesign, took the time
Weeded out the snakes
So the next time a n***a speaks his mind I'ma beat it out his face
So that's where I stand and my guns not far
This is for that sucker n***a, whoever you are

[Hook: Swifty]
You never know when it's your time to go
Wounder which way it's gon' come?
Better look over your shoulder moe'
We all got guns, but it ain't in your heart to run
Been that way ever since we was young
And now you came all this way for nothin'
So, you never know

[Outro: DJ Young Mase]
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