No Savage - Gifted lyrics

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No Savage - Gifted lyrics

[Intro] (Tuned up) (Oh Lord, jetson made another one) [Chorus] I can feel 'em watchin', uh, yeah, I know they watchin' me I ain't never stoppin', uh, gotta keep my Glock with me I'm a go-getter, uh, I'm a cold ni**a, uh I done met the villains, uh, still be with the killers, uh I'm a real ni**a, uh, I'm a field ni**a, uh And we killin' killers, uh, ni**a, deal with it, uh Hearin' ni**as b*tches, uh, gotta keep my head in it And I ride with it, uh, I could've died with it, uh ni**a, I'm still in it, uh, ni**a, we still spinnin', uh He put his heart into b*tches, uh, I put my heart in the Glizzy Mob I turned a twenty to fifty, uh This how I did it, I'm gifted, uh I used to go out and steal, uh Whеn I wasn't goin' on missions, uh These ni**as broke, skinny, uh Micro Drac', mini, uh Think I ain't killin', tеmpt me, uh I sip a fifth of that Henny, uh ni**a, I'm gettin' litty, uh Still'll go sell me a Diddy, uh I got a b*tch who was Muslim, yeah She got me readin' religions, uh [Verse] I heard he fu*ked up a sack and he never got in position again Make him the lick and I'm reelin' him in I know the feeling of killing a man I made a way when I stuck to the plan I never thought I'd double again I heard my main b*tch got a new man It wasn't nothin' to fu*k her again ni**a, I'm eatin', feastin', uh Know he gon' die if he play with the reaper Talk to the streets, gotta show 'em you mean it I put a whole twenty-two in a nina Who ever knew I'd ever be major? I'm gettin' up off stackin' the savings Selling some sh*t like it come from the '80s I know the ni**as that's whippin' up babies Can't look in my eyes, I'm fried That's why I'm wearin' some dark shades I got a pistol, it's Glock made I'm probably playin' a block a day I'm probably playin' a block a day Put her on somethin', I'ma make sure it's finer Way too old to be fu*kin' a minor I don't let young b*tches get in my lineup We still come if he hidin' in China I had to show it ain't hard to find 'em Can't be with me if you ain't no rider Only with ni**as who eager and slide I'm still geekin' to get out the ride Capo, I'm spinnin' until I got tired I'm with the mob, you know I got ties OG still penitentialized I don't say sh*t when I'm with my guys, uh Run up, you know I'ma fire, uh Opps found out I got hit in my head And all of 'em wished that I died ni**a, I'm back, uh Sit down, ni**a, relax I'm still pinnin' b*tches on they back I'ma lay low and just run up the racks ni**a, I gotta go get me a 'Lac [Chorus] I ain't never stoppin', uh, gotta keep my Glock with me I'm a go-getter, uh, I'm a cold ni**a, uh I done met the villains, uh, still be with the killers, uh I'm a real ni**a, uh, I'm a field ni**a, uh And we killin' killers, uh, ni**a, deal with it, uh Hearin' ni**as b*tches, uh, gotta keep my head in it And I ride with it, uh, I could've died with it, uh ni**a, I'm still in it, uh, ni**a, we still spinnin', uh He put his heart into b*tches, uh, I put my heart in the Glizzy Mob I turned a twenty to fifty, uh This how I did it, I'm gifted, uh I used to go out and steal, uh When I wasn't goin' on missions, uh These ni**as broke, skinny, uh Micro Drac', mini, uh Think I ain't killin', tempt me, uh I sip a fifth of that Henny, uh ni**a, I'm gettin' litty, uh Still'll go sell me a Diddy, uh I got a b*tch who was Muslim, yeah She got me readin' religions

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