U Never Know

[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 (Niggas) 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 nigga eye to eye Swearin' he was down for life (Yeah, you my dawg, guy) All you bitches sound alike Snitches, living of another nigga'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 nigga 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] Niggas 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 niggas that shoot straight, niggas that shoot sloppy Lil' niggas like [?], big niggas 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 niggas stomp you Woke up in your face and confront you 'Cause' I'll do 10 if a nigga fuck with me Go in like Slim, come out like Fifty 'Cause niggas 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 nigga 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 nigga) Well I should['ve/n't?] feel good that my momma out the hood My record ain't go wood, a nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 nigga 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 niggas 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 nigga 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 nigga, 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] [?]