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big k.r.i.t. – i ain’t shit lyrics

[intro]
“go on get out of here with you godd-mn philosophies and your judgments… who the h-ll do you think you are?.. you are loser, you ain’t sh-t…you’re a godd-mn ??!!”

[verse 1]
ok not a moment to waste, taste the hunger on my breath
i heard somewhere that stress was bad for my health
i ain’t dead yet, pathetic maybe, my girl shady
say i ain’t stable, so she don’t wanna have my baby
it’s kinda crazy, indeed she feels he’ll be
a mothaf-ckin’ threat like me, why not? i ain’t that bad
my playa pizzazz was good enough to flip, smack and f-ck her -ss
but i think i’ll p-ss on the goo goos and gah gahs
rather f-ck hoes that shake they -ss like maracas
i think, she think i’m no good, got it from her mama
she always starting some sh-t, i think that b-tch is drama
we never get along ’til i’m pulling on her thong
while i’m digging in her skin, ask me “why i do her wrong?”
c’mon love let’s do it one more time
you bound to get yours so i gots to get mine
sing her a lullaby in the sheets, so that -ss can go to sleep
while i plot and creep on paying rent this week
might have to slang some d-ck to this lonely chick
got a benz, kinda fat, but she got big t-ts

(chorus)
i ain’t sh-t
i think they wanna see me fail, laid out, played out fulla sh-lls
man i ain’t sh-t
i’m hollering f-ck a job for real, i think i might rob and steal
man i ain’t sh-t
shawty homegirl like “leave that dude,” why she trippin’? i f-cked her too
man i ain’t sh-t
i’m out here on my last dime, i think i play xbox to p-ss time
i ain’t sh-t

[verse 2]
all i got is dreams of cream and mad green
smoke ’til i p-ss out, live life supreme
cartier frame polo no stain
still keep that heater underneath the woodgrain
puerto rican mamis that m-ssage my body
feed me fruit, suck me off in groups, call me papi
i was playa loungin’, champagne drinkin’
another hour woke up, f-ck wishful thinking
eyes full of crust, roll the blunt, shower up
burn it down, what now call my n-gga buck
asked him “what’s the move?”, tell me what’s the play?
i’m dowm for the caper just tell me where they stay
the ski mask way, never beg a borrow
if it go good today do the same sh-t tomorrow
for real, f-ck what you think that’s how it is
plotting on robbing n-ggas while i’m watching cribs, i ain’t sh-t!

- big k r i t lyrics

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