Born In It - Lil James, WICCED

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