niggas aint shit
he said he loved me
he said he cared
but soon i knew
he would never be there
there for the games
or there for my struggles
he was only there to call me names
but i stayed with him
and gave him my all
only thing he said was its time to "ball"
he didnt care about much
it was all about him
but after six months i found out
that niggas aint shit
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