Born Sinner

Na, na, na, na (Yea) Na, na, na, na Feel like I’m living in hell My whole life been shit All I need is cash All I need is paper F*ck a friend, my dawg hating I guess his love from Satan I be quick to poke some shit just send me yo location Mama told me son be patient Well I got tired of waiting Bitches rats, you can’t impress me with that booty shaking They did me grimey Tried to take off Thought they left me hanging Right in my face I hate to say I seen my family changing Right in front that store Me, Skeez and Rich They could of left us stankin’ My brother gone them babies need me so if I need I’m taking Since a jit I been myself you can see I’m down to earth Ion ask for shit, like f*ck a handout bitch I’m starving first My life or yours It’s you or me Guess I’ll see you in a hearse Started with 3 now it’s just me, feel like my life is cursed I lost Kilo and since that day thought it wouldn’t get no worse They took LA, that hurt me deep, put my nigga on a shirt As you can see, all my niggas in the system or the dirt Gave Ken my love, for her I’ll kill so she don’t gotta worry I’ll die for you You die for me Together we get buried Rollin’ up skunk, Eastside OG it got my vision blurry Run up that bag I need it fast, it’s like I’m in a hurry Like f*ck a nigga ain’t nobody did shit for me Out there in my own, I’m by myself they left me by my lonely Matt Dawg told watch these niggas ‘cause a lot of niggas phony When you was gone in that mission man I wish you would’ve told me Try ya luck, think I’m pussy you and gon’ have to come show me Young nigga hound for money started catching on slowly Shoot a nigga’s fro off now he bald like he Kobe And tell them crackers to free Beez ‘cause my brother just wrote me Taking losses all my life, feel like I’m never gon’ win Feel like I’m either gon’ die or ima go to the pen If you my brother, you my brother right or wrong I’m gon’ spin I just hope the Lord forgive me for committing these sins, born sinner