God's Gift ft. Griot Noy, Swade & Chris Meadows Lyrics

Yo this shit God's gift for real

Feel that shit in my soul

That's why I always laugh when niggas ask how this shit seem so easy

Cause like, this shit be easy when you don't gotta

You don't gotta think about this shit

When you just tell it how you feel

Yo

Shit got me feeling like HOV nothing could stop me

I got my foot on the stove upping my broccoli

Toughen my body… where I sit it's tougher to find me

We from the 90's was trying to fuck on the Cosby's, ugh

But my predicaments you wouldn't understand

All my idols died as legends with they writtens in they hands

The eye of the storm nigga, was trying to warn niggas

The difference of reinventing and trying to conform with em, Nah

My run like Hillary Clinton's fuck if you got me

Just need a beat and consent for puffing biscotti

I feel like Biggie with Em and Puffy beside me

Fuck the top of your list of the winner someone besides me

Long winters, short summers what a struggle do

Hard to get acquainted when you living so uncomfortable

Feel like happiness an illusion that shit untouchable

To tell the truth was thinking that since in them Lunchable days

Fuck it, now the kid is nothing to fuck with

Niggas really delusional thinking that they could stomach

The pain niggas endured, the blame niggas absorbed

Upped our money to afford all the changes in decor

I'm trying to bring the feeling back that's on my uncle grave

Named me after him cause contributions that my uncle made

How I kill a written couldn't view it till you come of age

This one for the culture, needs a Buick for another page

Key!

7 hit my line, said he had a slot

Hopped on 95- south, quick Look

It's way different, I been potent

Some People dream of shape shifting

But I'm still holding On to everything that I have, it's lavish

Even putting spotlights over all of my baggage

'cause I know that when I first touched down I did it like a professional

And Then I started dreaming 'about commas before the decimal

Now I don't know when my predictions ain't been exceptional

My watch is from the store but my timings Extraterrestrial

Facts, blessings and burdens look identical

I learned to tell the difference, And that's perks of being God's gift

I'm gift wrapped, they ain't gone never try me

It ain't only on phones I'm verified by Face-ID

Look. Trying to get closer to the light and I opened my eyes

had to see the point—God, make Sun rise

I spent time hearing all about what's not true

I Only take guidance from the ones that got a birds eye view

So if my phone start buzzing it's probably scam likely

'cause I ain't never seen nobody that move like me

I Come from a past where moves was real dicey

Now-a-days bucket list views looking like spike Lee, uh

You see the picture I'm painting, you saw the vision but tainted

I said it's potent so they sniffed it and fainted, it's real blatant

7 stamped his name in the race, its spades in our hand, we cutting a ace

It's Swade

God's gift but I'm falling angel, like I'm Kane and Abel

Kill them 'cause I know I'm able, I don't see no fables

Working like they turning tables

My mind running like a horse, you know I'm never stable

These niggas ain't on my woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

I don't understand why they be fucking with me

Look me in my eye, I ain't gonna talk through my teeth

Always wanted war, never wanted the peace

I don't know what else you expect

7, look, yeah

100 songs out worldwide this one's different

Cooked it up on the 23rd in the suite like my name was Dylan

I'm not on deck anymore

I been living when you tipped in maybe you misinformed

I've been formed to be a presence

Cause God could've took me many times in milliseconds

My testimony had to be filled with a deep reverence

'Cause a great backstory always precedes a legend

And I can't name one artist that's had the blessing to see me work a compressor

And Not deem 7 impressive

I gotta friendly fire on this beat I'm too competitive

I gave myself extra time to keep it out of question

Too much time focusing on others

When I am who I am, and I am who you claim that you are

Details will scripted in the neighboring bars

Just too many things really set us apart

I actually have the swag that you wish that you had

I've bagged the women that you dreamed that you bagged

The one that I didn't, hence her absence

Y'all not on wilt chamberlain's level so it's no need to drag

I've been on stage for more reasons than Murphy

Couple auditoriums retired my jersey

I ain't no joke, unless I'm telling jokes

I've actually turned down quotes

My smile, has literally saved lives

I must be God like, 'cause my God sure as hell done saved mine

I've danced with the devil a bit more than most

He could've let him finish me against the ropes

But I've led people to God with the words in my notes

So maybe I'm here to just to let my people know

Don't want to be blasphemous

I'm saving hip hop from a dead space, just like Lazarus

I think I've been vague on who the baddest is

Funny thing recently we've crossed paths again

It Ain't a accident

I manifest moves like I brought my staff and shit

He can't come to the den, it's gonna be bad for him

He can't keep up in pen, he gonna be scratching shit

They Hear my verses they wanna run it back again

Like what did this nigga say- yeah I'm actually him

I started 17 in college now I've mastered it

That's why when I walk in all heads bow

Not to praise and worship, just to show respect

Even When I step out in different time zones

Strangers asking if I'm famous just to double check

I'm not famous yet, you just noticed my aura

It's the same feeling niggas get when I'm recording

I hope you become delivered when you hear this

I know I'm covered, but I might actually be one of God's Holy Spirits

And I know I hardly say that I'm Godly but

I belong with, Garvey and Bob Marley

And all them niggas down in history

I'm going down with them

Title of the song, if you think I'm kidding

Yeah