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Niggas Ain't Shit

by Pj Steve

[Intro: Baby Boy]

[Verse 1: PJ Steve]
I never understand women
So quick to make the man seem like the villain
Give the kitty up to a dog real quick
Heartbreak comes next, now niggas ain't shit
It's prolly what you get
Cause you don't even know your worth
So you letting niggas buy then they do you dirt
You just want a good guy, you don't need the hurt
But your blind and afraid to work
You wanna know the truth?
There's real good dudes out here
But you don't ever give them time so they never appear
Cause he's black, or he's fat, or he dress whack
When he walk by saying hi, you don't even look back
Bitch please
I know that's not the guy of your dreams
But that nigga right there is tryna make you a queen
But you curve him
You could do better, you are conceited
You move to a player the cycle is now repeated
He beat it then he leave it and now you have been defeated
A victim of the game i promise I know the pain
You go insane you're thinking we're all the same
"thats it all niggas must be shit"
No bitch [noooo bitch]
Consider the way you pick niggas [consider it]
And all the hearts you broke from when you flipped niggas [and thats a fact]
I got a mission and a plan, to make you understand
Your value isn't given by a man
You're confused
And thats why you choose all these dudes
And you lose all your hope
When you see that they don't, really care
Life isn't fair
Mr right, is really there?
Then you get scared, then you start whining
Bitching to your friends that you still can't find him
Then you get mad, remembering the pain
Accumulating hate so everybody is to blame
Men turn faceless, niggas look the same to you
Your ass racist
Now you throw shade on an everyday basis
It's such a shame
It's not even your fault you're just a victim of the game
No one even knows what your thinking in your brain
You wanna tell the world but all you do is complain
Niggas don't listen, the cycles all the same
The world's fucked up and we all won't change
Damn

[Bridge: Baby Boy]

[Verse 2: PJ Steve]
I do admit, most times niggas really ain't shit
Call you up, and if the nigga can't hit
Then he bounce
On to the next for sex it's messed up, guess what
Now your ass depressed, man
It's a terrible picture
I'm scared and I fear for the life of my dear little sister [Sarah]
I ain't biased I always been a believer
Niggas ain't shit but, bitches ain't neither
Forreal