Victory
I'm too gifted to be playin' wit it
Cut from a different cloth you niggas wear it different
I don't need designer jeans and all the diamond rings
God made me to a king so ima chase my vision
Yeah, my family still need a nigga
Yeah, wait til I'm on the tv nigga
Yeah, bad bitch wit her feet up
Too high man you niggas can't reach us
Aye this music shit gon change my life
Diamond from the pressure, what I'm worth I'm down to pay the price
I ain't worried bout accomplishments
I got my patience right
Most these niggas now just tryna make it off of fame and likes
So I don't be around
Keep my circle like a zip lock
Hardly be in town that's why yo girl stay in my inbox,
Focused and profound
I feel like Hova when his shit dropped
Mom ain't raise no squares
But still I'm molded to that tip top
Twenty five plotting on a hundred mil
I dont got no limits
I don't need a motherfuckin pill
Focused on the vision
I don't need no motherfuckin deal
Way to great to be impatient nigga . yea
One time for my real niggas
One time if you still feel it
One time for my real women
One time if you still with us
I'm too gifted to be playin' wit it
Cut from a different cloth you niggas wear it different
Fuck designer jeans and all them other shiny things
God made me to a king so ima chase my vision
Yeah, my family still need a nigga
Yeah, wait til I'm on the tv nigga
Yeah, bad bitch wit her feet up
Too high man you niggas can't reach us
I put my soul in every single line I write cause in this life it ain't no guarantees nigga
My cousin died amidst the night
I know her life was filled with pain
So I thank God she left with ease nigga
Rest In Peace to Nipsey Hussle
Put sum joint smoke in the air
And make it hard to breathe nigga
I can't live my life in fear
I'd rather die before I go there I put that on my family nigga
I dream lucid
Sometimes, I breathe through it
I try to ease through it
And maneuver with some reason
Paint my pictures on a easel
Stuff Sativa in a bowl it look mo green than grandma pea soup
Rest In Paradise to Mudda
Girl we need you
The way you touched the people
Made my mother quite an eagle
How she fly above the peasants use her wisdom like a needle
And her words hit like a preacher
I can't wait until she peaceful
I'm too gifted to be playin' wit it
Cut from a different cloth you niggas wear it different
Fuck designer jeans and all them other shiny things
God made me to a king so ima chase my vision
Yeah, my family still need a nigga
Yeah, wait til I'm on the tv nigga
Yeah, bad bitch wit her feet up
Too high man you niggas can't reach us
Smoke one for the niggas who don't got a Pot to piss in but committed to the vision
Show love cause our life is but a prism And reflection show itself in yo decisions
Wake up let the darkness fuel attention
And the details
Gon help you push it forward til it prevail
Young nigga fucked the beat up
I'm too fly man you niggas can't be us
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Cut from a different cloth you niggas wear it different
I don't need designer jeans and all the diamond rings
God made me to a king so ima chase my vision
Yeah, my family still need a nigga
Yeah, wait til I'm on the tv nigga
Yeah, bad bitch wit her feet up
Too high man you niggas can't reach us
Aye this music shit gon change my life
Diamond from the pressure, what I'm worth I'm down to pay the price
I ain't worried bout accomplishments
I got my patience right
Most these niggas now just tryna make it off of fame and likes
So I don't be around
Keep my circle like a zip lock
Hardly be in town that's why yo girl stay in my inbox,
Focused and profound
I feel like Hova when his shit dropped
Mom ain't raise no squares
But still I'm molded to that tip top
Twenty five plotting on a hundred mil
I dont got no limits
I don't need a motherfuckin pill
Focused on the vision
I don't need no motherfuckin deal
Way to great to be impatient nigga . yea
One time for my real niggas
One time if you still feel it
One time for my real women
One time if you still with us
I'm too gifted to be playin' wit it
Cut from a different cloth you niggas wear it different
Fuck designer jeans and all them other shiny things
God made me to a king so ima chase my vision
Yeah, my family still need a nigga
Yeah, wait til I'm on the tv nigga
Yeah, bad bitch wit her feet up
Too high man you niggas can't reach us
I put my soul in every single line I write cause in this life it ain't no guarantees nigga
My cousin died amidst the night
I know her life was filled with pain
So I thank God she left with ease nigga
Rest In Peace to Nipsey Hussle
Put sum joint smoke in the air
And make it hard to breathe nigga
I can't live my life in fear
I'd rather die before I go there I put that on my family nigga
I dream lucid
Sometimes, I breathe through it
I try to ease through it
And maneuver with some reason
Paint my pictures on a easel
Stuff Sativa in a bowl it look mo green than grandma pea soup
Rest In Paradise to Mudda
Girl we need you
The way you touched the people
Made my mother quite an eagle
How she fly above the peasants use her wisdom like a needle
And her words hit like a preacher
I can't wait until she peaceful
I'm too gifted to be playin' wit it
Cut from a different cloth you niggas wear it different
Fuck designer jeans and all them other shiny things
God made me to a king so ima chase my vision
Yeah, my family still need a nigga
Yeah, wait til I'm on the tv nigga
Yeah, bad bitch wit her feet up
Too high man you niggas can't reach us
Smoke one for the niggas who don't got a Pot to piss in but committed to the vision
Show love cause our life is but a prism And reflection show itself in yo decisions
Wake up let the darkness fuel attention
And the details
Gon help you push it forward til it prevail
Young nigga fucked the beat up
I'm too fly man you niggas can't be us
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Na motherfuckin
Credits
Writer(s): Dean Mulzac Jr.
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