Gifted
Troublesome I need my energy shifted
I got a few prayers I need lifted
So much trauma I have to live with
Painting pictures with my words
They say I'm gifted
Rest In Peace Trayvon Martin
You ain't deserve to die
Life ain't fair I hope you chilling up in the sky
They hate the black man
So I keep it with me in my ride
In case I gotta fire shots
Racism won't let us slide
If you ain't write your own songs
How can you be the goat
My fans know
I shed blood with everything I wrote
There's no hope
For a rapper who can't take a joke
I'll be at your job switch blade
I want all the smoke
Let's see you keep the same energy of that comment that you typed
I'm a savage online but even worse in real life
Bullied the bully I'm against anything that ain't right
Track 10 I've been doing this rap shit my whole life
All these wanna be critics started making a little cash
I could care less for than a chick with a little ass
I'm known to spaz when the mics on
And tear the head off any Kloudnine beat I set my sights on
Troublesome I need my energy shifted
I got a few prayers I need lifted
So much trauma I have to live with
Painting pictures with my words
They say I'm gifted
I've been independent always without a deal
Who the fuck gon sign me
I can't be bought so keep your little deal
I pay the beatmakers I write all of my raps
I cover studio fees and all equipment in fact
So what can you do for me
That I can't do for myself
I've sacrificed a lot in life to stay true to myself
You can stay true to the wealth
All of your money don't mean a thing
I just hope the day we leave this earth
I hear Aaliyah sing
So many guns blasted at me
That I'm numb to em
I hear the shots
And I just wanna add drums to em
I set fire to the bridges as I walk through em
Fake family shitty friends
I no longer talk to em
Zero fear it's too late to care
They took the substance out the music
To make it fair
I'll make it clear
I don't wanna rap
Where my fans at
I'm tired of talking to myself
On these damn tracks
Troublesome I need my energy shifted
I got a few prayers I need lifted
So much trauma I have to live with
Painting pictures with my words
They say I'm gifted
I got a few prayers I need lifted
So much trauma I have to live with
Painting pictures with my words
They say I'm gifted
Rest In Peace Trayvon Martin
You ain't deserve to die
Life ain't fair I hope you chilling up in the sky
They hate the black man
So I keep it with me in my ride
In case I gotta fire shots
Racism won't let us slide
If you ain't write your own songs
How can you be the goat
My fans know
I shed blood with everything I wrote
There's no hope
For a rapper who can't take a joke
I'll be at your job switch blade
I want all the smoke
Let's see you keep the same energy of that comment that you typed
I'm a savage online but even worse in real life
Bullied the bully I'm against anything that ain't right
Track 10 I've been doing this rap shit my whole life
All these wanna be critics started making a little cash
I could care less for than a chick with a little ass
I'm known to spaz when the mics on
And tear the head off any Kloudnine beat I set my sights on
Troublesome I need my energy shifted
I got a few prayers I need lifted
So much trauma I have to live with
Painting pictures with my words
They say I'm gifted
I've been independent always without a deal
Who the fuck gon sign me
I can't be bought so keep your little deal
I pay the beatmakers I write all of my raps
I cover studio fees and all equipment in fact
So what can you do for me
That I can't do for myself
I've sacrificed a lot in life to stay true to myself
You can stay true to the wealth
All of your money don't mean a thing
I just hope the day we leave this earth
I hear Aaliyah sing
So many guns blasted at me
That I'm numb to em
I hear the shots
And I just wanna add drums to em
I set fire to the bridges as I walk through em
Fake family shitty friends
I no longer talk to em
Zero fear it's too late to care
They took the substance out the music
To make it fair
I'll make it clear
I don't wanna rap
Where my fans at
I'm tired of talking to myself
On these damn tracks
Troublesome I need my energy shifted
I got a few prayers I need lifted
So much trauma I have to live with
Painting pictures with my words
They say I'm gifted
Credits
Writer(s): Terrell Mason
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