Gifted
Back again but these niggas wouldn't think it
Pulled up, from half court
World screaming, Cuz I sinked it
Deep end, Swimming
They try to keep me under
But, Bitch I'm winning
Grinning from ear to ear, I see it every year
The only people hating, Is the people, ain't make it here
and I'm not pressed, So don't ask
Right hand on my goals, With my foot on gas
Cuz we gotta go
And get it
Just know
I'm with it
I tried to tell these niggas, TYS is hitting
I'm just different in every way
If they ain't ready at the top
Time to start making way
Cuz I'm On top of my game
Niggas steady hating
But these niggas lame
We ain't the same
I'm built too different
Tell the world I'm coming
Man I'm so gifted
Cuz I'm On top of my game
Niggas steady hating
But these niggas lame
We ain't the same
I'm built too different
Tell the world I'm coming
Man I'm so gifted
Gifted nigga, Ion give a what
Where was you when I was down on my luck
Money Money, I'm just tryna get it up
Family starvin, Fuck the margin, I'm tryna fill us up
Listen, I ain't no video vixen
I'm just tryna get my bucks, Like Donner and Blitzen
Playin Blitz the league, Back at Teague
Reminiscing on the days, I rapped with Jp
And Darion, I gambled on the road that I'm a taking
Carrying my city, On my back, Got me anxious
D. Knight told me, My time coming soon have patience
Imma have to doctor something up, With a flow so ageless
Agents, Want niggas to go down, Tell me how We get booked then profiled, Whoa child
Please, proceed with caution
It's depressing, That we gotta tell you so often
Lost in translation, It's a whole nother side
That's why we drink a little wine, To chase the body of Christ
I know its blood, blood
What's up cuz
At the end of the day, It's just us
Shit, Gimme The hook
Cuz I'm On top of my game
Niggas steady hating
But these niggas lame
We ain't the same
I'm built too different
Tell the world I'm coming
Man I'm so gifted
Gifted nigga, Ion give a what
Where was you when I was down on my luck
Money Money, I'm just tryna get it up
Family starvin, Fuck the margin, I'm bouta fill us up
Cuz I'm On top of my game
Niggas steady hating
But these niggas lame
We ain't the same
I'm built too different
Tell the world I'm coming
Man I'm so gifted
Pulled up, from half court
World screaming, Cuz I sinked it
Deep end, Swimming
They try to keep me under
But, Bitch I'm winning
Grinning from ear to ear, I see it every year
The only people hating, Is the people, ain't make it here
and I'm not pressed, So don't ask
Right hand on my goals, With my foot on gas
Cuz we gotta go
And get it
Just know
I'm with it
I tried to tell these niggas, TYS is hitting
I'm just different in every way
If they ain't ready at the top
Time to start making way
Cuz I'm On top of my game
Niggas steady hating
But these niggas lame
We ain't the same
I'm built too different
Tell the world I'm coming
Man I'm so gifted
Cuz I'm On top of my game
Niggas steady hating
But these niggas lame
We ain't the same
I'm built too different
Tell the world I'm coming
Man I'm so gifted
Gifted nigga, Ion give a what
Where was you when I was down on my luck
Money Money, I'm just tryna get it up
Family starvin, Fuck the margin, I'm tryna fill us up
Listen, I ain't no video vixen
I'm just tryna get my bucks, Like Donner and Blitzen
Playin Blitz the league, Back at Teague
Reminiscing on the days, I rapped with Jp
And Darion, I gambled on the road that I'm a taking
Carrying my city, On my back, Got me anxious
D. Knight told me, My time coming soon have patience
Imma have to doctor something up, With a flow so ageless
Agents, Want niggas to go down, Tell me how We get booked then profiled, Whoa child
Please, proceed with caution
It's depressing, That we gotta tell you so often
Lost in translation, It's a whole nother side
That's why we drink a little wine, To chase the body of Christ
I know its blood, blood
What's up cuz
At the end of the day, It's just us
Shit, Gimme The hook
Cuz I'm On top of my game
Niggas steady hating
But these niggas lame
We ain't the same
I'm built too different
Tell the world I'm coming
Man I'm so gifted
Gifted nigga, Ion give a what
Where was you when I was down on my luck
Money Money, I'm just tryna get it up
Family starvin, Fuck the margin, I'm bouta fill us up
Cuz I'm On top of my game
Niggas steady hating
But these niggas lame
We ain't the same
I'm built too different
Tell the world I'm coming
Man I'm so gifted
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Writer(s): Mark Anthony Thomas, Pdub The Producer
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