Lyrics
Yeah
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
God did not miss
He shot the assist
Now I got the gift
I got the woah
I got the yeah
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
God did not miss
He shot the assist
Now I got the gift
I got the woah
I got the yeah
I got the gift
Yeah
If I never make it from the rapping
I got plenty more in me to put in action
I thank God for all the blessings and the passion
It's been too long for me time to get cracking
Oh Lord
They don't want the shield and the sword
They don't awards for the boy
But I gotta shine
Blessed since my mama cut the cord
Only explanation for the war
But it's always been like this mm
I never woke up like this naw
I want a little bread little swiss mm
So I can go and make a sandwich yah
In other words I'm really tryna eat aye
You take the pill low now you sleep aye
I'm just a genuis from the west aye
I'm tryna reach the South, North, East yeah
So I can tell people 'bout peace and the good news
And all about a Man that they should choose
It's not what you see like a good cruise
It's more about believing that this could move
That's mountains
Drink from the everlasting foundation
Keep it 100 and counting
Keep the crowd bouncing
Reaching out even when you drowning
Peter
Tell me if you Doug that line
Skeeter
I'm really on one take caution aye
Losing never was my option aye
I plan for the Future like "mask off"
You do what you want when you poppin' yeah
People always fail to give credit hm
Switch on you for the lettuce hm
Switch on you cause they jealous huh
But I really can't help it
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
God did not miss
He shot the assist
Now I got the gift
I got the woah
I got the yeah
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
God did not miss
He shot the assist
Now I got the gift
I got the woah
I got the yeah
I got the gift
Walk up to my presents
I got newer blessings
You can see the essence
Uh Huh
Pull up like I'm contra
Drive up like a Mazda
Or the new Elantra
Vroom Vroom
I jumped out my mattress
Wake up early for the trampoline
My problems look like defenders
Jamal Crawford on the handling
I could make a shot pull a number 3
I keep it old school like some dungarees
Pray to God I make it to the overseas
So I could spit truth let my soul release
Pray that I make it to 100 thousands people
In a project housing
Pack it out
You know what my passion 'bout
I'm blacking out
Got God when I'm acting out
It's like
Man how did you do that
How do you show Christ in all of this cool raps
And it's not boring
It gets me hyped bruh
And as a matter of fact
It switch my life up
Tru Story
True true
I'm in His true glory
Uh huh
You didn't know im a author now
I got a new story
Yea yea
All Praise to my mighty God
Keep it a hundred not at 95
Heaven sent not a man made
Even when it's my time to die
Different living like it's Cain and Abel
Better watch out for these painful labels
They might put your whole career in flame
You got the gift so don't let phase you
Let let let let
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
God did not miss
He shot the assist
Now I got the gift
I got the woah
I got the yeah
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
I got the gift
God did not miss
He shot the assist
Now I got the gift
I got the woah
I got the yeah
I got the gift
WRITERS
Jaae Kash
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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