EBK Booka - Born Sinner Lyrics

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