Gifted Program Lyrics

And I'm by my lonely I'm so one of one

I'm misunderstood I understand it if you wanna run

Nigga I'm so high

I'm outer space I might approach the sun

I do what I want I said what I said

I can't hold my tongue

Let's get it

Riding 'round town New York Yankees on my fitted

I remember back in school I was in that Gifted program

Niggas hating they should know that I ain't giving no damn

Niggas faking got that choppa we gone aim at yo mans

You should just give up

You know that you can't run from me

He wanna hit bout it

Told my girl to hold my gun for me

I owe her a relationship I kew that she was gone come for me

I got hella hoes

Like a strip club bitch we toting hella poles

Better watch yo back

Them niggas can fold you never know

When I'm in my zone you can't hit my telephone

Talking to myself I'm like you gotta do better bro

You gotta do better bro

Thinking about it I want so much better for myself

Imma get what I want I can't settle for nothing less

I been thinking 'bout life

The future bring so much stress

I'm just here for the night

Baby gone head get undressed

And I'm by my lonely I'm so one of one

I'm misunderstood

I understand it if you wanna run

Nigga I'm so high

I'm outer space I might approach the sun

I do what I want I said what I said

I can't hold my tongue

Let's get it

Riding 'round town New York Yankees on my fitted

I remember back in school I was in that Gifted program

Niggas hating they should know that I ain't giving no damn

Niggas faking got that choppa we gone aim at yo mans

I come from the six

And I'm with my dawgs

They be playing with them sticks

And I gotta get this money can't make no more fish and grits

She from out of town

Say she wanna take a pic with me

And she wilding drunk of the Pink Whitney

I feel like Yeat choppa it's gone Get Busy

I'm finna eat nigga I been up in the yo

Like a green light know lil shawty she on go

And I'm by my lonely I'm so one of one

I'm misunderstood

I understand it if you wanna run

Nigga I'm so high

I'm outer space I might approach the sun

I do what I want I said what I said

I can't hold my tongue

Let's get it

Riding 'round town New York Yankees on my fitted

I remember back in school I was in that Gifted program

Niggas hating they should know that I ain't giving no damn

Niggas faking got that choppa we gone aim at yo mans