Nigga i get it
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
How you feel
I was designed to kill and that's what I do
Shit getting real
Im bout to go get my concealed so I got excuse to shoot
For real
I'm off that
Feeling like the hottest young prospect
Tryna get my people out the project
They aint wanna listen when I went and drop the project
My success is something they can't pro-ject
Wait I meant project
Put a patek on my ex
That I had promised to protect
Cause I let her down
I like receiving these checks
Just to flex and then invest
To buy back my town
They like to fret over text
When you pull up they get vexed
That shit the best
Pretty demon she look hexed
I'll prolly hit it and pray cause I'm blessed
That top was inquisitive I was impressed
But her mind was so lack luster I had regrets
Say you want the best for me
You can't want the best for me
Cause you never check for me
You ain't get no checks for me
And that's why you're dead to me
Nigga i get it
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
Bet they be lying
All on my name when they telling you they be my homie my slime
Bet that they plotting and scheming cause they ain't got shit but they see me out here tryna grind
Bet that they weak
Bet they lack spine
Claiming the streets
But dont be outside
Bet that they turning into sixty-nine if a judge even think about giving them time
And I bet that this shit here is so unexpected
Running through Parkway they left me neglected
Stab in my back now that wound is infected
Really I see the faking as a blessing
Bet they get pleasure
Buy my diamonds wetter
My pockets is heavy
They shit like a feather
Bitch im doing better on better on better on better on better on better on better
Brand new Guess blue sweater
Big gold chain piss yellow
Slicing through the green like Shredder
You ain't even peep what I did what the colors
You talk how you talk
But watch how you walk
You move like opp
I'm sitting up shop
You swing like a door
Then you getting knocked
And f*ck a degree
I still make it hot
I still make it ho- ho-
Nigga i get it
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
King Kab - GIFTED Lyrics
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Nigga i get it
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
How you feel
I was designed to kill and that's what I do
Shit getting real
Im bout to go get my concealed so I got excuse to shoot
For real
I'm off that
Feeling like the hottest young prospect
Tryna get my people out the project
They aint wanna listen when I went and drop the project
My success is something they can't pro-ject
Wait I meant project
Put a patek on my ex
That I had promised to protect
Cause I let her down
I like receiving these checks
Just to flex and then invest
To buy back my town
They like to fret over text
When you pull up they get vexed
That shit the best
Pretty demon she look hexed
I'll prolly hit it and pray cause I'm blessed
That top was inquisitive I was impressed
But her mind was so lack luster I had regrets
Say you want the best for me
You can't want the best for me
Cause you never check for me
You ain't get no checks for me
And that's why you're dead to me
Nigga i get it
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
Bet they be lying
All on my name when they telling you they be my homie my slime
Bet that they plotting and scheming cause they ain't got shit but they see me out here tryna grind
Bet that they weak
Bet they lack spine
Claiming the streets
But dont be outside
Bet that they turning into sixty-nine if a judge even think about giving them time
And I bet that this shit here is so unexpected
Running through Parkway they left me neglected
Stab in my back now that wound is infected
Really I see the faking as a blessing
Bet they get pleasure
Buy my diamonds wetter
My pockets is heavy
They shit like a feather
Bitch im doing better on better on better on better on better on better on better
Brand new Guess blue sweater
Big gold chain piss yellow
Slicing through the green like Shredder
You ain't even peep what I did what the colors
You talk how you talk
But watch how you walk
You move like opp
I'm sitting up shop
You swing like a door
Then you getting knocked
And f*ck a degree
I still make it hot
I still make it ho- ho-
Nigga i get it
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
How you feel
I was designed to kill and that's what I do
Shit getting real
Im bout to go get my concealed so I got excuse to shoot
For real
I'm off that
Feeling like the hottest young prospect
Tryna get my people out the project
They aint wanna listen when I went and drop the project
My success is something they can't pro-ject
Wait I meant project
Put a patek on my ex
That I had promised to protect
Cause I let her down
I like receiving these checks
Just to flex and then invest
To buy back my town
They like to fret over text
When you pull up they get vexed
That shit the best
Pretty demon she look hexed
I'll prolly hit it and pray cause I'm blessed
That top was inquisitive I was impressed
But her mind was so lack luster I had regrets
Say you want the best for me
You can't want the best for me
Cause you never check for me
You ain't get no checks for me
And that's why you're dead to me
Nigga i get it
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
Bet they be lying
All on my name when they telling you they be my homie my slime
Bet that they plotting and scheming cause they ain't got shit but they see me out here tryna grind
Bet that they weak
Bet they lack spine
Claiming the streets
But dont be outside
Bet that they turning into sixty-nine if a judge even think about giving them time
And I bet that this shit here is so unexpected
Running through Parkway they left me neglected
Stab in my back now that wound is infected
Really I see the faking as a blessing
Bet they get pleasure
Buy my diamonds wetter
My pockets is heavy
They shit like a feather
Bitch im doing better on better on better on better on better on better on better
Brand new Guess blue sweater
Big gold chain piss yellow
Slicing through the green like Shredder
You ain't even peep what I did what the colors
You talk how you talk
But watch how you walk
You move like opp
I'm sitting up shop
You swing like a door
Then you getting knocked
And f*ck a degree
I still make it hot
I still make it ho- ho-
Nigga i get it
All yo shit been given
Got it on my own so the conversation different
Know young king too gifted
Mind of a genius they could never get it
I was skipping math class I ain't really get it
Now they say they want percentage and they ain't finna get it
I put in work for me just for myself
Niggas talking shit cause they ain't ever touch no wealth
Life gave me cards I played the hand I'm dealt
Now I'm stacking chips could give a f*ck bout how they feel
Writer: Quintin Chicoye
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