Gods Gift

Knew that i would get here
It just took a little patience
Wise saying
You miss every shot
If you don't take it
So when you doing better
Expect the jealous ones to hate
Still drinkin out the bottle
Wiping ashes off my tee
Knew that i would get here
It just took a little patience
Wise saying
You miss every shot
If you don't take it
So when you doing better
Expect the jealous ones to hate
Still drinkin out the bottle
Wiping ashes off my tee

Sitting on top the charts
These haters dizzy
Premium Hustle. online
That's for the drippy
Fell in love in the booth
Made this song in a quickie
You ain't got $700
For a feature don't hit me
I been heating the streets
Watching friends turn foe
Since unk left the goofy shit
Been outta control
Haters lurking in my stories
Barely liking a post
Everybody outside
I event em they ghost
Sippin don before the flight
We ain't driving no boats
Put myself on to the game
I never had me no coach
It went from dollar
Do his thing
To nahh this nigga a goat
Tell a nigga roll upp
If he dying to smoke
Most dominant crew
Been in college performing
A Skip jack & Ike
And couple niggas
I don't fuck with
I was trynna give em game
They just use it & run with it
The exposing shit I keep
These just facts going public
Could've bought me some designer
Thought I take me trip
I've been smoking out the pound
Wake up and face me a zip
Applying pressure everyday
Suckers hate that I'm rich
2k in the bank account
Every-time I turn on that shit
Could've Patek up the watch
Member g shocks was litt
Throwing party after party
I know my parents was sick
Know you probably wonder
Why he step the way that he step
Still put the play put in motion
Know the players would switch

Knew that i would get here
It just took a lil patience
Wise saying
You miss every shot
If you don't take it
So when you doing better
Expect the jealous ones to hate
Still drinkin out the bottle
Wiping ashes off my tee
Knew that i would get here
It just took a lil patience
Wise saying
You miss every shot
If you don't take it
So when you doing better
Expect the jealous ones to hate
Still drinkin out the bottle
Wiping ashes off my tee



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Anderson, Kapembwa Yamba
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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