God's Talent (Gifted) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2019
Lyrics
Slow it down, gotta sip it
Roll it up... Spliff it
Not wasting God's Talent because he made me gifted
Inhale enlightenment... We getting lifted
Close it up... Cap it
Body bag it...Wrap it
No Clash of the Titans but we can get it crackin'
Don't ask what happened.. Lil nigga we made it happen
Yea... I am a Real One
Kinda cool. My nigga I been a chill one
My grind harder than late rent when the bills come
My sauce hotter than Buffalo, when the bills come
Balling?... 23
My money comes by the 100's
I'm speaking blue cheese
I said out with the old, and made a new me
I don't know you, for nighas who say they knew me
I got bars like Fed time, I feel suspicious
Feast your eyes on the greatest thing that you'll ever witness
Not wasting Gods talent because he made me gifted
Can't take the heat?
Then Stay THE FUCK up, up out my kitchen
And you popping off
You getting knocked off
Rock hard. We solid nigga, we not soft
Fuck nigga... we could do it Mano y Mano
Beautiful tune
C-Notes singing soprano
The only time my fingers work is on a piano
Don Q Cuban links... I'm feeling Cubano
I'm with a bad mulatto and we smoking Gelato
Stay with a rocket. No Johny. All I'm hearing is Bravo
They swagger jacking getting hip to nigga's bravado
You don't want drama, I'm pulling up with all of my vatos
Chiefing with hair down my back, I feel like a Navajo
Not paper chasing, money chasing me. I gotta go
Slow it down, gotta sip it
Roll it up.... Spliff it
Not wasting God's Talent because he made me gifted
Inhale enlightenment... We getting lifted
Close it up... Cap it
Body bag it... Wrap it
No Clash of the Titans but we can get it crackin'
Don't ask what happened... Lil nigga we made it happen
Before I live on my knees, I'll live in a trash can
I find true happiness in being a madman
I'd still be a whole man, if I was half the man that I am
Flows sicker than pathogens
I'm grinding harder than Tony Hawk, if it's bout a check
I want me and my family to get up outta debt
You may not give me my credit but gimmie my respect
I'm out here reaching these pinnacles that you'll never get
Fuck a bitch. I'm a nigga you can't get
Men know better then women know that we ain't shit
So you ain't gotta keep reminding us
You'll only get my downtime, when my time is up
Gotta a lot of dollars like the lottery
But ain't no luck with me
Ready to see
Pockets on celibacy
Niggas ain't fucking with me
Fuck around and take your main chick
Stand her up... rain check
Men know better then women know that we ain't shit
So you ain't gotta keep reminding us
I'm just tryna find the finest bitch who tryna fuck
I'm just tryna wine and dine the finest bitch. A dime or up
I'm just tryna find a diamond, dig her out the rough
Slow it down, gotta sip it
Roll it up... Spliff it
Not wasting God's Talent because he made me gifted
Inhale enlightenment... We getting lifted
Close it up... Cap it
Body bag it... Wrap it
No Clash of the Titans but we can get it crackin'
Don't ask what happened... Lil nigga we made it happen