Ken Ken k**T-IT - f** You All lyrics

[Chorus] Born Winner Born Sinner Word Life Born Poor Made King Word Life fu*k YOU ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL !!!!!!! [Verse 1] f** you all f** your trendy clothes, and your Molly d** I'm still riding spinners, saving up to buy me dubs I'm still f**ing raw cause I ain't buying rubs I'm still broke as f**, but I gets all the love Wish love paid bills, Wish love built this house I'm just a dirty n***a, with the smoothest mouth I come from these boarded blocks, 4 gats, 40 shots 14 struck - 4 dead - when will it stop, I better not You either from the burgh or you not, n***a we do not adopt Food for thought, booty pops, we ain't near forgot Ain't fall to far from the tree, n***a my soul gone rot My soul gone rot, f** what you selling, f** what you got Gotta Raise The Temperature, f** Ya Temperament Tried to k** me off, damn he diligent I Writes The Hottest sh**, Give Me My Percent Got Damnit, Imma Pimp f** you all f** you all Try Hard As You Must n***a I'm just gon' BALL [Chorus] Born Winner Born Sinner Word Life Born Poor Made King Word Life Grind so hard til it pays off b**h n***as I Hate Y'all Y'all Ain't Spitting That Real sh** Pittsburgh P - Hit The k** Switch Rare nation we in here Let him know we don't feel n***as We plotting to k** n***as In my eyes I don't fear n***as [Verse 2] Sometimes, Imma Sinner n***a, Sometimes Imma Saint Sometimes I raise hell til its too hot, My mama gone faint I hustled for the needs, Never did it for no wants If you can dream it up, I probably did it once Confessional for months, don't mess with my lunch I'm probably laying with my queen, she probably rolling blunts Had to be evil as kanevil to even try to stunt Probably pimpin wit my people, Pregaming, thats the prequel, letting sounds beat out the trunk Bang n***a, Blowing Smoke To The Heavens Corrupt Kids, I been smoking since eleven Round d** since i was seven, but was close to the reverend, homie bow in my presence, every line is a blessing Imma ride til I die n***a I may die any second I'll be fly til I die n***a n***a peep the method k**ing my hood, making money at the same time, n***a I'm good I done started from the bottom, all I know is the bottom, so when I get to the top, imma hood [Chorus] Grind so hard til it pays off b**h n***as I Hate Y'all Y'all Ain't Spitting That Real sh** Pittsburgh P - Hit The k** Switch Rare nation we in here Let him know we don't feel n***as We plotting to k** n***as In my eyes I don't fear n***as