Lyrics Legacy - 88 Killa

I was born to be a winner
And I ran with the sinners, now I eat f*ckboys up for dinner
I belong in the Guinness world records when you see my name 'cuz you know I'm official
Hand me my whistle and my stripes, yea yea cuz I'm bout that life
Put my back against the wall, and I'll fight, yea yea cuz I'm about that life
This is what they want and what they ask for
Ish threw it off the glass like a backboard
I came down the paint with a tomahawk slam
Like blam, this is what I rap for
Said I want a mill on my dashboard
So I gotta get it asap like a traplord
If you came around here without a passport
You can get erased like chalk on a blackboard
From a city where we aint know for actin'
Get ya dog kidnapped just for practice
Violence is the number one attraction
Slap box dudes when we're bored just for action
Trying to give boys the whole piece of the pie but they want to fight me over fractions
So I hope that they never have peace when they die
Because Imma make this sh*t happen
I was born to be a winner
And I ran with the sinners, now I eat f*ckboys up for dinner
I belong in the Guinness world records when you see my name 'cuz you know I'm official
Hand me my whistle and my stripes, yea yea cuz I'm bout that life
Put my back against the wall, and I'll fight, yea yea cuz I'm about that life
It seem like they forgot about me
But I see me in the paper every time that I sneeze
Like what up foo, do I got to come off the hip
Y'all be on it so long, wipe the cum off your lips
How you don't respect everything that I do when everything that I do came up times two
Resembles tycoons, my clique is some fly goons
You claim to run the city, then baby, why move
Because you, lie too, these people and I'm through
Its a revival and I'm obliged to slice through all my rivals
I'm so sick and tired of feeling like I'm alive to
Holding you all accountable, I will never defy you
With my hand up on the bible, I will promise that I will try to
Give you something you can ride to, vibe to when you slide through
I am focused on you jokers through the scope of my rifle
Cuz life ain't sweet dog, its shorter than a haiku
I was born to be a winner
And I ran with the sinners, now I eat f*ckboys up for dinner
I belong in the Guinness world records when you see my name 'cuz you know I'm official
Hand me my whistle and my stripes, yea yea cuz I'm bout that life
Put my back against the wall, and I'll fight, yea yea cuz I'm about that life