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Marc.Made & J.Cook - Ain't Shit Lyrics




Walking through the neighborhood quarter passed four
Sister Keisha sitting on the front porch
She's having trouble with her man again
Every time that she comes home
Throwing, cursing, screaming going back and forth
She got two kids and they come downstairs mama, what's the noise
It's a shame of all the trauma that they have endured
I hope the children good

They not... Its cool, Im here to rescue you
Give you anything you want, Everything you want me to
You need a cold brew, Something light, Something chill on deez summer nights
He was wrong dat mean someone right, But da answer don't come to mind
Damn... n dats unfortunate, You not prioritized nor da rent
Only da foreign chicks, Only da foreign whips
You thought it more to him, Moral is niggas ain't shit
Better leave now go make a tent, And even den he'll be breaking in
And you forget about it during makeup sex, Like... you definitely victim here
I know you hope homie disappear, Cant find ya self issa broken mirror
But... find yo sanity, Life can be a whole parody
So, don't be mad at me

Look at the people what have we become
Look at the people what have we become
Whipping the chevy on Friday feeling good
Brother Tony moved back to the hood
He spent some time up state for three years
On some shit he didn't do
My brothers working I air t mad at you
Grinding in these streets just trying to pay your dues
It's a shame what the prison system really do
But can no one take what's laid out for you
He just pulled a rose up from the concrete
And she packed all of her stuff and moved her family
And he gave up the hate and started loving
But despite it all the people still be

Walking 'round so proud screaming out
You just ain't shit
Walking 'round so proud screaming out
You just ain't shit
Walking 'round so proud screaming out
You just ain't shit
Walking 'round so proud screaming out
You just ain't shit
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Walking through the neighborhood quarter passed four
Sister Keisha sitting on the front porch
She's having trouble with her man again
Every time that she comes home
Throwing, cursing, screaming going back and forth
She got two kids and they come downstairs mama, what's the noise
It's a shame of all the trauma that they have endured
I hope the children good

They not... Its cool, Im here to rescue you
Give you anything you want, Everything you want me to
You need a cold brew, Something light, Something chill on deez summer nights
He was wrong dat mean someone right, But da answer don't come to mind
Damn... n dats unfortunate, You not prioritized nor da rent
Only da foreign chicks, Only da foreign whips
You thought it more to him, Moral is niggas ain't shit
Better leave now go make a tent, And even den he'll be breaking in
And you forget about it during makeup sex, Like... you definitely victim here
I know you hope homie disappear, Cant find ya self issa broken mirror
But... find yo sanity, Life can be a whole parody
So, don't be mad at me

Look at the people what have we become
Look at the people what have we become
Whipping the chevy on Friday feeling good
Brother Tony moved back to the hood
He spent some time up state for three years
On some shit he didn't do
My brothers working I air t mad at you
Grinding in these streets just trying to pay your dues
It's a shame what the prison system really do
But can no one take what's laid out for you
He just pulled a rose up from the concrete
And she packed all of her stuff and moved her family
And he gave up the hate and started loving
But despite it all the people still be

Walking 'round so proud screaming out
You just ain't shit
Walking 'round so proud screaming out
You just ain't shit
Walking 'round so proud screaming out
You just ain't shit
Walking 'round so proud screaming out
You just ain't shit
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Writer: Jamarcus James, Jer'Marcus Cook, Marcus Herndon
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