Life’s A Bitch

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cool 'B'] Now first of all I know my story sound wild But guess what, I swear to god I was a mama's child You see my mama left me back in '79 I knew it was gods will so I'm done cryin You see my mama was the one who Brought me up, taught me up And showed me what was good and bad Now after her I was raised a bastard child Every now and then I got to see my fuckin' dad You see my dad was a wicked and wild man Every time I saw him he had a fat knot in his head Sportin' that Pierre Cardin but I'm lookin' bummy So I fuckin' didn't understand Prayin' that my dad would step to me I was chillin in Tennesse He was livin in Atlanta, G Now years rolled on but I'm still a young buck Mad mad face I'm mad as fuck, uh [Chorus] One thing that I learned that was no lie That life is a bitch, you pay bills and then you die See life's a bitch so clock G's See life's a bitch so clock G's young nigga One thing that I learned that was no lie That life is a bitch, you pay bills and then you die See life's a bitch so clock G's See life's a bitch so clock G's young nigga [Verse 2: Cool 'B'] Society, it just wasn't fair to me I wanted all the luxuries I'm tired of fuckin' poverty Now what the hell am I supposed to do You said don't slang dope, but dope makes my loot I really didn't have a fuckin' friend in the world See my grandma tryin' raise five boys and seven girls And them was only grandkids G One of them was my brother Gangsta Blac, respect see Work the life it was the streets And them South Park niggas in Tennesse SPV That taught this new dog old tricks New dog old tricks, yo now ain't that a bitch? You see me and my brother we hung tight Fight after fight drinkin' night after night Enough respect to my niggas like Dre Keep bankroll fuckin' tell it the hard way [Verse 3: Gangsta Blac] Well I'm happy in November The month before December The where is and the who was I really don't remember Tenth grade, me as a young buck Let me tell you how I came up No life without no mama Each night I deal with drama My father was a no-show His where has I want info Found out and lost my kinfolks Much love gotta keep it real though Been ballin' to Nintendo Got niggas through the window Lookin' cause I can't go out Nigga like me knew they was out My friend they out their ballin' Fallin' and one who's callin' My teachin' came from preachin' On Sundays ain't no stallin' Dressed up its time for GE I know yo eyes be on me Cool B and Gangsta baby Well uh, you made us crazy They leave all up in stranger Your face gon' grow some anger My folks can't hold me down now My cousin call me danger So now I got the rest hung Go home and count my income GB and Wicked Wild Child My heart is where this came from [Outro] One thing that I learned that was no lie...