Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Born In It , by - Lil JamesRelease date: 27.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Born In It |
| I was born in the motherfuckin' trap house |
| I used to run to them calls with my pack out |
| Ya know foreign cars put story when they back out |
| Came a long way from corner stores and them crackhouses |
| And now we on the road, doin' shows and they packed out |
| VV dancing on expensive fabric, they gon' flash out |
| My grandma cleanin' on the floor, my condo is a stash house |
| Bitches, they gon' eat it, bend them over, beat their back out |
| Bitches trippin' want relations then I had to kick her out |
| I quit anticipating in that bullshit, what you’re talking about? |
| I be on that, when I come up out that jump of south |
| We be getting it in, load it up then we give them out |
| Since I’ve met my plug, thank God I ain’t seen a drop |
| I count six figure every time I’m sittin' on my couch |
| Still thuggin' in the trenches and I’m going hard |
| If you ain’t got no youngin, they gon' pull your card |
| I was born in the motherfuckin' trap house |
| I used to run to them calls with my pack out |
| Ya know foreign cars put story when they back out |
| Came a long way from corner stores and them crackhouses |
| And now we on the road, doin' shows and they packed out |
| VV dancing on expensive fabric, they gon' flash out |
| My grandma cleanin' on the floor, my condo is a stash house |
| Bitches, they gon' eat it, bend them over, beat their back out |
| Run the shit up and get to it |
| All of my niggas they came out the sewer |
| Bitches they love how we do it |
| Came up them trenches and really make it through it |
| Get the pack I’ll get it gone |
| Bet ya they feelin' my song |
| She in my spot in a thong |
| Steak everyday and filet mignon |
| We like them watery diamonds |
| Money in my way, my vision gets blurry |
| Came in that jumpy road I’m just tellin' my story |
| Can’t go outside by no bitches |
| I’m just trying to get rich |
| Yellow diamonds on me lookin' like piss |
| Came from the bottom, look at us, we lit |
| I was born in the motherfuckin' trap house |
| I used to run to them calls with my pack out |
| Ya know foreign cars put story when they back out |
| Came a long way from corner stores and them crackhouses |
| And now we on the road, doin' shows and they packed out |
| VV dancing on expensive fabric, they gon' flash out |
| My grandma cleanin' on the floor, my condo is a stash house |
| Bitches, they gon' eat it, bend them over, beat their back out |
| See I was born in that motherfuckin' traphouse |
| You were sworn in that motherfuckin' traphouse |
| You’ll get swarmed in this motherfuckin' traphouse |
| I’ll be makin' plays and countin' money ‘till I pass out |
| All about this profit, nigga can’t beat nothing |
| Bitch ain’t gave me nothing |
| Say she love me, need to stop it |
| She just want relation, I do it for recreation |
| Fuck them fake friends, I want payments like |
| Fuck what nigga sayin' if it ain’t ‘bout no paper |
| It ain’t a conversation |
| And I’ve been feelin' lately like a lot of niggas hatin' |
| And them bitches try to play me |
| But I stay down and came up |
| fuckin' with me, bet it ain’t one |
| I was born in the motherfuckin' trap house |
| I used to run to them calls with my pack out |
| Ya know foreign cars put story when they back out |
| Came a long way from corner stores and them crackhouses |
| And now we on the road, doin' shows and they packed out |
| VV dancing on expensive fabric, they gon' flash out |
| My grandma cleanin' on the floor, my condo is a stash house |
| Bitches, they gon' eat it, bend them over, beat their back out |