Ain't that a bitch

They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- no need to lie I pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fry Nowhere to rest I'm losin homies, ain't that a bitch When I was rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonely

They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- no need to lie I pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fry Nowhere to rest I'm loosin homies, ain't that a bitch When I was rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonely

The future tells the truth about the past And I'm the eighth false king to the throne I've got you in my cross hairs; now, ain't that a bitch?

Oh, got a call from Chris, sayin' that he wanna do another remix He done already took my hit and made another hit, ain't that a bitch? But I said, "Okay, long as I can do it my way"

'Cause love is like a warm gun On a cold night, yeah Ain't that a bitch, ain't that a bitch

Haha, what you say? Who you callin rapist? Ain't that a bitch You devils, are so two faceted

Mighty well go out yonder and dig a ditch Ain't that a bitch, ain't that a bitch

If you gotta shit and you're stuck in traffic Your palms will sweat and your ass will twitch Ain't that a bitch? If it starts to come out, just give your cheeks a pinch

[2Pac] Oh shit, caught that nigga alone Ain't that a bitch Hey, uh, this one here is, uhh

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Uh, my mind’s filled with minefields The ashes fall, the wine spills The world stops, drops and rolls

I wish you the best on all your endeavors, and l'ma be the first one to clap for you But other than that, l'ma be sittin' in the back like Damn, ain't that a bitch?

Breakdown a motherfuckin' breakdown Breakdown ain't that a bitch If you like magic, here's a trick

Everything that I wish hadn’t ended All that I hated is now what I miss Ain't that a bitch

Boss-boss-boss, boss-boob-boss And shawty straight diggin me, and I ain't even rich I know you niggaz on the sideline like, "Ain't that a bitch?" I'm ON my job, ey - and I ain't gettin off

I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though?

But when I get my check they takin' tax out So, we payin' for these pigs to knock the blacks out Ain't that a bitch, some officers are gettin' rich Whoopin' on thugs and robbin' drug dealers for they shit

Feelin' awesome to be black, and I'm murkin' all competition Makin' what I want and that's a flex Can't do what you want, now ain't that a bitch? Slow up for no one when the show come

Smartphone (Smartphone) equal dumb domes (Dumb domes) Done forgot how to make my way back home Ain't that a bitch? Which way we goin', huh? (Ayy, do you remember my phone?)

It's the nigga ya love to hate with a new song So what really goes on Nothing but a come-up, but ain't that a bitch They hate to see a young nigga rich

(I steped in the quick sand) Now i'm a poorman (Ain't that a bitch)