Gift of the Gab

Muad, Muad, Muad

Minimum stack, maximum cap, all these man do in their raps

Flexing on snap in the trap, all you man are just trapped and I kinda feel bad

These days I sit and relax, pass me my phone, market finding the gaps

Putting myself on the map, hands on my ears if they're chatting the wass

Shoulder to cry on, man they rely on, war against me and get faced with a lion

I'm hungry for money, I'm chasing the clients, Gift of the Gab I could shrink down a giant

Birds eye view man I'm coming like eagles

These birds nowadays come evil, all day long just feeling my ego

Two many gal just glaze and freeload