Gifted
Jay Critch
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(Chulo) Ayy I'm just wakin' back up off the lean From the hood with the trappers and fiends Sell out the show, used to see in my dreams I got the diamonds that kick like Tekken Talk on the 'net we send you a message I got the chop I'm not tryna wrestle But I will pop all niggas no questions (that's a fact) And my niggas will slide and flip shit Bad bitch look good with the lipstick (hey) I'm tryna put her on the hitlist Diamonds on me and they grantin' her wishes Now I cop it, couldn't get it for Christmas And I swear I've been workin' the hardest And my niggas is blessed, they gifted Brody good with the shot like Harden (grrah) I might do the Barclays, the Garden 'Member we used to steal outta Target Now I got money and niggas hate so I got a long list of targets I'll send that boy up like kites (up like kites) I know the killers, they don't play nice (don't play nice) I drop a bag and they slidin' tonight (tonight) Don't make me have to decide on your life And they really would do it for free Crossed the line two shots like free throws (free throws) And the streets made me go beast mode (go beast mode) Gotta get the shit double for Nico (Nico's world) And I put up for 3-0 I'm in LA do the dash on Pico (30) And your whole gang look weak though Them niggas shootin' at innocent people For the fam I do it all I'm with all of the drama Spend my last dollar just to make sure they ain't havin' no problems Mask up, go run down, take all of the charges Suit up walk in the court to say hi to Your Honor (hey) Two chops that's Cosmo and Wanda (Two chops that's Cosmo and Wanda) She so bad I had to rewind her In the foreign all black Wakanda And the soldiers out there on the frontline I'm movin' low still duckin' the one time (duckin' the one time) Bad bitch let me hit for the one time (for the one time) Them niggas don't want no money, I want mine (I want mine) Hood fav', I done paved the way (hood fav') Run it up like Amazing Race (Amazing Race) New bag got me changin' states (changin' states) Brand new whip gotta change the place And we still get the packs and move it (jugg) They don't get breesh, them boys is clueless I was finessin' way before the music He tried to take what's mine, he stupid (stupid) I'm just wakin' back up off the lean From the hood with the trappers and fiends Sell out the show, used to see in my dreams I got the diamonds that kick like Tekken Talk on the 'net we send you a message I got the chop I'm not tryna wrestle But I will pop all niggas no questions And my niggas will slide and flip shit Bad bitch look good with the lipstick I'm tryna put her on the hitlist Diamonds on me and they grantin' her wishes Now I cop it, couldn't get it for Christmas And I swear I've been workin' the hardest And my niggas is blessed, they gifted Brody good with the shot like Harden
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Written by: Jason Critchlow
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