God Give It (feat. D-Russ)

Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it Wish I could tell you that I thought I was that talented I take the good with the bad and balance it Yeah, see that's the truth that I give'em in the interviews Abuse grooves dudes use for their interludes You tryna eat but you could never fill these dinner shoes Reinvent myself, enthused, emerge new improved These ain't rhymes, this is me catching moments in time Thought fragments that go through my mind Capture data in word docs and spreadsheets I crunch numbers, then spit'em out over beds of beats They be, bursting with flavor, beautiful presentation It's independent, no contractual obligation No rappin' occupation this is more therapeutic Brings me back to my center, helps to keep me rooted For me it's a sick dream, for them it's a get rich quick scheme Some 5Linx hijinks, Side thinks, differently Don't mistake my quietness for dissin' you I just know the less you talk, the more you're listened too Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it Wish I could tell you that I thought I was that talented I take the good with the bad and balance it Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it Wish I could tell you that I thought I was that talented I take the good with the bad and balance it Truthfully speaking I just wanted a ill nine to five Providing for my family more than barely gettin' by A fly ride, sippin' wine with my dime While relaxing and unwinding, maximizing our time But God had a plan in the grand scheme of things Cause honestly, who needs the drama doing music brings I am that change, you can call me the Potter's clay His vessel, put here to show the people that there's a better way Say what you say, but we all have our appointed time and day Music is what he's using, it's using me to relay Better he giveth than taketh away, so become a good steward I give'em the glory 'til I die, so go ahead get used to it I SuWoo it, for the blood that he shed on the cross He's my compass, accomplice, my company, I'm never lost Got double-crossed plenty of times like when he was crucified Haters truthfully lied, but DR is much obliged Thank you Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it Wish I could tell you that I thought I was that talented I take the good with the bad and balance it Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it Wish I could tell you that I thought I was that talented I take the good with the bad and balance it Rest in peace to the deceased, and God bless the living See where I'm from the crowds a lot less forgiving They can see it in your face, they ain't impressed with what your spittin' So I'm used to under promising and over delivering It's just in me to naturally rock differently The bul sick, check levels of toxicity Y'all ain't close, not even in proximity All out of proportion and lacking the proper symmetry No chemistry, probably can't do math at all Fishbone or pareto, homie I can graph it all Graphic raw, chisel perfect rhyme sculptures That combine the real with a little overindulgence For entertainment purposes only, y'all clowns just a circus of phonies See the reason why I'm curt with you homie You underestimate the bul, but can't ignore what Once was an afterthought is now in the forefront Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it Wish I could tell you that I thought I was that talented I take the good with the bad and balance it Yeah I wrote it and I said it, but I can't take the credit When they ask where you get it? I told them that God give it Wish I could tell you that I thought I was that talented I take the good with the bad and balance it