Gifted

Yea yea
Turn me up
Yeah im way turnt up
Yea Im too turnt up
Came up from a place i thought i couldn't come back
22 years in this world still tryna learn how to act
Lemme pray and say I'm blessed I'm not 6 feet on my back
Broke down thinking bout all the things that I lack
Don't really party no more hit the crib and I stack
I'm a working hustler baby I just happen to rap
I could make it off this but I'm tryna make it off that
Yea yea You know make it on rap

I know I'm gifted but I can't get on the map
And if I make it I'm the type to give back
Yea Yeaa
Money evil but I do need the cash
No villain but I will do the dash
Yea Yeaa
If it's bout money man I'll do it in a flash
Bad quarterback I don't like to pass
Yea Yeaa
I Told my pops you got a ballin son, Steve Nash
Hit the mall and then i get Her somn real nice to match
I bring ya girl w me got her thinkin like what's the catch
But I ain't randy moss player yea I ain't here to fetch
Yea I am here to ball
I am here to rise not fall
They wanna see me break
But I'm go shake em off

Came up from a place i thought i couldn't come back
22 years in this world still tryna learn how to act
Lemme pray and say I'm blessed I'm not 6 feet on my back
Broke down thinking bout all the things that I lack
Don't really party no more hit the crib and I stack
I'm a working hustler baby I jus happen to rap
I could make it off this but I'm tryna make it off that
Yea yea You know make it on rap

Ink on my body I feel like a canvas
Dorothy baby no we not in Kansas
Got off a flight can you guess where I landed
Them Florida waters I'm back I ain't plan it
Moneys the motive cause with it my wishes granted
I'm Cracker Jack but I got me a lil Hispanic
Better believe lil shawty Belize that shit turn me on when she talkin to me in Spanish
Okay she call em papi
She will not fuck w you if you not me
Copy? Okay good
Flopping? Who? boy it is not me

Came up from a place i thought i couldn't come back
22 years in this world still tryna learn how to act
Lemme pray and say I'm blessed I'm not 6 feet on my back
Broke down thinking bout all the things that I lack
Don't really party no more hit the crib and I stack
I'm a working hustler baby I jus happen to rap
I could make it off this but I'm tryna make it off that
Yea yea You know make it on rap



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Roth
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