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Ktx Jac - BORN WIT IT Lyrics



Ktx Jac - BORN WIT IT Lyrics




Niggas now days be on social media and shit
Nigga use to aint even take pictures
Nigga was really like no face no case type shit ya fell me

I put my homie in the grave but it was all love
13 my first dope case was all dust
Cuz I got rid of all the hubbas trappin by the bus
14 I was trappin on the campus middle school
Came fly as f*ck wit money in my shoes
Teachers knew I had something going on
Cuz I came fly as f*ck and had limp when I walked around
I wasn't pimpin or nothing I just had that burner on me
And that thug shit wasn't taught to me man
I swear it came natural like the gangsta God poured it on me
Yea some niggas came and taught me the game
But I don't care how much they taught me I was born wit this killer in me
I was born wit that blank look
I was born wit this numb feeling
Born wit no emotions in me
I was born with this focus in me
I was born with this hustle on me
Smooth like I got butter on me
Back in the day I wanted pussy I sweet dick wit a hoe
Now days I want pussy I f*ck whoever saved in my phone
Back in the day the livest one in the group had all the hoes
Now days when you gangsta they gone f*ck when you want
I was 18 f*ckin the plug wife
Told my nigga don't hustle here go some money body guard
And if they come this way hit him hard
If I blow up off this rappin or this trappin we gone live like Gods
Yea we gone live like Gods Yea we gone live like Gods
Cant f*ck up this image cuz this ain't no facade
Baby hands so soft she cant f*ck up this massage
Baby pussy so sweet we gone f*ck in this garage
Now I'm older I'm thinking flipping investing
I'ma smoke um but first I just need him to reach for his weapon
Same ol killer but just smarting wit my stepping
I ain't got no felonies so that's a free body
Ain't no f*ckin carbon copy
If its a carbon copy
I'm the f*ckin carbon copy
Knock his organs out his body
With this f*ckin carbon nine
I'm great by design
A couple mo runs you gotta dub me as the don
These niggas hate me like I made love to they moms
Black coat on cute smile just call me The Fonz
This rappin and this trappin made me a ticking bomb
And this is my party I'll blow up when I want to
Nigga get drunk and throw up when I want to
She started gagging I said throw up if you want to
Pockets on Choji Nigga
The top so lonely nigga
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Niggas now days be on social media and shit
Nigga use to aint even take pictures
Nigga was really like no face no case type shit ya fell me

I put my homie in the grave but it was all love
13 my first dope case was all dust
Cuz I got rid of all the hubbas trappin by the bus
14 I was trappin on the campus middle school
Came fly as f*ck wit money in my shoes
Teachers knew I had something going on
Cuz I came fly as f*ck and had limp when I walked around
I wasn't pimpin or nothing I just had that burner on me
And that thug shit wasn't taught to me man
I swear it came natural like the gangsta God poured it on me
Yea some niggas came and taught me the game
But I don't care how much they taught me I was born wit this killer in me
I was born wit that blank look
I was born wit this numb feeling
Born wit no emotions in me
I was born with this focus in me
I was born with this hustle on me
Smooth like I got butter on me
Back in the day I wanted pussy I sweet dick wit a hoe
Now days I want pussy I f*ck whoever saved in my phone
Back in the day the livest one in the group had all the hoes
Now days when you gangsta they gone f*ck when you want
I was 18 f*ckin the plug wife
Told my nigga don't hustle here go some money body guard
And if they come this way hit him hard
If I blow up off this rappin or this trappin we gone live like Gods
Yea we gone live like Gods Yea we gone live like Gods
Cant f*ck up this image cuz this ain't no facade
Baby hands so soft she cant f*ck up this massage
Baby pussy so sweet we gone f*ck in this garage
Now I'm older I'm thinking flipping investing
I'ma smoke um but first I just need him to reach for his weapon
Same ol killer but just smarting wit my stepping
I ain't got no felonies so that's a free body
Ain't no f*ckin carbon copy
If its a carbon copy
I'm the f*ckin carbon copy
Knock his organs out his body
With this f*ckin carbon nine
I'm great by design
A couple mo runs you gotta dub me as the don
These niggas hate me like I made love to they moms
Black coat on cute smile just call me The Fonz
This rappin and this trappin made me a ticking bomb
And this is my party I'll blow up when I want to
Nigga get drunk and throw up when I want to
She started gagging I said throw up if you want to
Pockets on Choji Nigga
The top so lonely nigga
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Writer: Jacquil Rector
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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