Life Ain't Shit Lyrics - Singles - The Group Home

Intro: Lil Dap 

Uh, this one here 

Is for the pimps, the hustlers and the cool niggas 

Hahahahahahah, Straight like that 

{Lil Dap} 

East New York, Brooklyn, my destination of birth 

Momdukes gave us power to walk the streets of the universe 

We comin from Brooklyn, fully damn armed 

These situations of life a' make a nigga drop off 

Power after power, and day to day 

Warrior for my niggas in the streets all day 

Haunted daily to our life I said "The crime don't pay" 

They say "The rich get rich, the poor get poor" 

'cause we can walk down the block, politic all night 

Start to make our own tracks, for these cats to recite 

Recite, we'll pull your juggalo vein right out your throat 

Make these cats want to propate 

I'm holdin it down with my throat 

Heard me walk about it, Islamic and knowledge 

Shinin bright like a diamond, sittin in BK, rhymin 

Holdin it down, waitin for the sun to set now 

Look in the sky, see my man B.I.G. floatin around 

One day the shine so bright, livin life so right, 

lost my man tonight - Settin it off, aight? 

Check it like this, it got to go with the flow 

Some niggas may not understand, but you know how it go 

Chorus 2X: Lil Dap 

Because life ain't shit, gotta work for yours 

Gotta hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor 

Niggas think shit is funny, gotta work for yours 

Because the rich get rich, the poor get poor 

Jump up and grab ya nina, 'cause you got to get yours 

{Lil Dap} 

B.I. 2000 Roman numerals are stamped in our skin 

Now let us begin, and break it down, it's how we get in 

We don't know about kites, all we know about life 

Situations all about it, how we break it down right 

Chorus 

Life ain't shit, gotta work for yours 

{Agallah} 

Don't ever come to BK no more 

Little shorties I got around me, yo they spray some more 

They make you pay from the door 

Sneakin on niggas coming outside the stores 

Runnin around sellin coke outta they drawers 

Morning, I ain't got time for talkin back 

I assurted the clip in the motherfuckin mack, ready to attack 

A lot of these cats, speakin on they do such and such 

And while to fuck to around, get smoked like a dutch 

Yo, my rifle gon search and sniper MC's 

All the way from Blake Avenue all the way to Mercia 

Blazin verses up, chain robbery people cold shake 

Ya breath is up, kidnap your style, take a person up 

Never fake me for certain, pullin the curtain 

Runnin outside like my stomach hurtin 

Comin in ya 9 to 5, make ya stop merchin 

When I start squirtin, BK is a fucked up place 

Kick ya down the staircase and cold piss in ya face 

Chorus 2X 

{Melachi The Nutcracker} 

Aiyo my life ain't shit, plus my job ain't shit 

My car ain't shit, and you know bitches ain't shit 

If you wanna get my dough, you gotta work for it 

You gotta grab ya gun and bust for it 

Aiyo the Group Home is stick and we swermin like alligators 

Risin to the top, like project elevators 

Life is like a war, we gotta feed the poor 

The rich will get rich, but ghetto love mean more 

Family foundation, till you gotta love yours 

That's the only way to build a strong structure 

'cause when it rains it pours, we opening the doors 

A roof over ya head is like sun galore 

Chorus 2X