Gifted

Tuned up
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
I can feel them watching
Yeah, I know they watching me
I ain't never stopping
Gotta keep my Glock with me
I'm a go-getter
I'm a cold nigga
I done met the villain
Still be with the killers
I'm a real nigga
I'm a field nigga
And we killing killers
Nigga, deal with it
Hit niggas' bitches
Gotta keep my head in it
And I ride with it
I coulda died with it
Nigga, I'm still in it
Nigga, we still spinning
He put his heart in the bitches
I put my heart in the glizzy, uh
I turned a twenty to fifty
This how I did it, I'm gifted
I used to go out and steal when I wasn't going on missions
These niggas broke and skinny
Micro Drac, mini
Think I ain't killing, tempt me
I sip a fifth of the Henny
Nigga, I'm getting litty
Still'll go sell me a diddy
I got a bitch who a Muslim
She got me reading religions
I heard he fucked up his side and he never got in position again
Make him to licking and reeling 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 bitch got a new man
And wouldn't nothing to fuck her again
Nigga, I'm eating, feasting
Know he gonna die if he play with a reaper
Talk to the streets, gotta show them you mean it
I put a whole twenty-two in a Nina
Whoever knew I'd ever be major?
I'm getting up off stocking and saving
Selling some shit like it come from the '80s
I know them niggas that's whipping up babies
Can't look in my eyes, I'm fried
That's why I'm wearing some dark shades
I got a pistol, it's Glock made
I'm probably playing the block today
I'm probably playing the block today
Put her on somethin', I'ma make sure it's final
Way too old to be fucking a minor
I don't want let young bitches get in my lineup
We still come if he hiding in China
I had to show it ain't hard to find her
Can't be with me if you ain't no rider
Only with niggas who eating and sliding
I'm still geeking to get out the ride
Kept on spinning until I got tired
I'm with the mob, you know I got ties
OG still finna tent your lives
I don't say shit when I'm with my guys
Run up, you know I'm gonna fire
Opps found out I got hit in my head
And all of them wished that I died
Nigga, I'm back
Sit down, nigga, relax
I'm still pinning bitches on they back
I'ma lay low and just run up the racks
Nigga, I gotta go get me a lot
I ain't never stopping
Gotta keep my Glock with me
I'm a go-getter
I'm a cold nigga
I done met the villain
Still be with the killers
I'm a real nigga
I'm a field nigga
And we killing killers
Nigga, deal with it
Hit niggas' bitches
Gotta keep my head in it
And I ride with it
I could have died with it
Nigga, I'm still in it
Nigga, we still spinning
He put his heart in the bitches
I put my heart in the glizzy, uh
I turned a twenty to fifty
This how I did it, I'm gifted
I used to go out and steal when I wasn't going on missions
These niggas broke and skinny
Micro Drac, mini
Think I ain't killing, tempt me
I sip a fifth of the Henny
Nigga, I'm getting litty
Still'll go sell me a diddy
I got a bitch who a Muslim
She got me reading religions