Lyrics Gifted - Foolay DC

Yeeeahhh
They gone feel this in the mac I swear to god
Yeeee
UnHuh

Foolay you on to sum
They been saying that

They say you the chosen one
Yett

Trap still open shit don't close
Anytime it ring I'ma answer that phone
I'ma swing my door send them junkies right in
In the trap so long
I done feel asleep in it
This a million dollar trap
Rocking thousand dollar skinnies
Watched my rise from the dirt
I was just counting pennies
Started swiping them cards now I'm living real different
Everything different young nigga you gifted

I know these niggas mad I done got in my bag
Brand new bitch got damn she bad
Brand new whip drove it off skat pak
Everything new everyday we popping tags
Left them niggas where they at I aint trynna look back
Seen dem niggas go left when I was down real bad
I stayed right here 10 toes they was flat
Watched my brother get jammed
And my potna get shot
You think its good over her until ya luck run out
Since a young nigga watched my uncle beat it out the pot
Everybody can't come but I'm on my way out
Trynna get her out the hood put my momma in a house
I aint trusting these gnats they just wanna see me down
Cross me like that look me in my face and smile
I aint going out bad i'll shut ya block down
Young niggas on go they'll swarm you like flies

Trap still open shit don't close
Anytime it ring I'ma answer that phone
I'ma swing my door send them junkies right in
In the trap so long
I done feel asleep in it
This a million dollar trap
Rocking thousand dollar skinnies
Watched my rise from the dirt
I was just counting pennies
Started swiping them cards now I'm living real different
Everything different young nigga you gifted

Lil foolay light green on go
Everybody with me on go
Aye put em on film go pro
Everywhere I go she go
You know i got them perks on me though
Put em out of business trap got slow
Ayee he said he scared to come to the spot
Cuz the last time he almost got shot
I aint really in the streets no more
I aint worried unless they messing up my dough
Young niggas taking off right now this a big ole blimp
It's a float
Yaa
You ain't been through what I been through
Swear to god a nigga came up rough
Yeahh
They putting niggas in the dirt round here
Everyday they getting marked round here

Trap still open shit don't close
Anytime it ring I'ma answer that phone
I'ma swing my door send them junkies right in
In the trap so long
I done feel asleep in it
This a million dollar trap
Rocking thousand dollar skinnies
Watched my rise from the dirt
I was just counting pennies
Started swiping them cards now I'm living real different
Everything different young nigga you gifted