Highly Gifted, Highly Favored Lyrics

If Gina making niggas rap I'm making niggas nervous

Found my purpose

I don't post a lot cause I'm too busy working

I can't put too much shit in question cause the lord is certain

Preaching with some screws missing, Kanye at the Sunday service

All these Ls I brought on myself, I coulda been the plug

Fuck this rap shit, on the real, I need a fuckin hug

Hard to sleep when dreams and nightmares clutter my mind

Shakin problems off like the two thousand and nineteen ninety nine

Caught a grind skateboard lessons

No more stressing

Don't have to Christian Dior step to get hoes nekked

This shit mean way more to me than a gold necklace

I know Iss women shedding tears off our old message

Wondering where the time went

I ain't go nowhere baby I'm timeless

Peace is where I try to find my time spent

Damn Iss hard to digest

The people riding for you start to ride less

Yet they want a piece of the progress

I might need therapy freal because I hardly talk

A common theme for my people since we were auctioned off

Highly gifted and highly favored regardless

Holding steady even though I'm sensitive cause I'm a artist

Everything I do is from the heart, that's the art of it

Don't be telling me you feel my pain without no scars from it

You can't tell me that you hearing me without no pause button

Only time I run if I'm chasing dreams or the laws coming

I pray to god natural causes the cause of my transition

Manifesting my thoughts to see dreams come to fruition

Now really listen

I could never feel sorry for people who can't see shit from somebody else position

Nevertheless my hands blessed by likes of Odell

And though I've never washed them clean still I mean well

Listen to the details

Better to get than to have cause that's were the hunger lies

Growth shit don't come easy, easy don't come with time

Can't give your time to useless shit

Realign your soul, been outta place from people using it

Find a way, stay out the way cause lately I been losing it

Every step shit getting tighter might need bigger shoes to fit

But still Im trudging through the mud hold my head above

I ain't tryna rap for buzz I do that shit for love

Three point five of Gary Payton wood tucked like a glove

If it ain't bout bars don't hit me up

I been fighting shit that if I wasn't me I would give up

I had niggas round for years who would've known we would split up

Everything is everything I wouldn't change it if I want

Plus the homies now been down since like the jump

Cause who gon stop me on this road of mine my high beams light the sky

Bri done told that I got it and I know she never lie

Don't say nothing bout no top five if you don't start with time

Illest nigga from the coast I'll be the goat by twenty-five