"The Gift" lyrics

"The Gift"

When you face to face with 'em, it be all smiles
Then they talk behind your back when you not around
Never leave the crib without my strap, 'cause they might gun me down
Plus I heard the feds been in the city, I been outta town
I be out the way, you in the way, we ain't the same, nigga
Poppin' painkillers, I'm just tryna get my name bigger
I'm in love with lean, this shit so good, I can't stand liquor
My white boy pulled up with a lethal weapon, he like Mel Gibson
And he sell switches, we ain't never had no failed missions
Go back to the trenches, give some game to my lil' niggas
Told brodie we gon' make it out, but he ain't hear me
Now a nigga gotta catch a flight just to get near me
I was on an island with my baby, wearin' Fendi
To be honest, I don't need a deal, I'm stayin' indie
I don't want you niggas in my business, I ain't friendly
I'm in San Francisco droppin' ashes in the Bentley
Who got somethin' against me? Fully with the fifty
Nigga touch my chain and we gon' shoot up the whole city
Quick to lay a demonstration down 'cause we get busy
And we'll keep spinnin' niggas' blocks until we dizzy
You know the streets tricky, so why you wanna play in 'em?
Niggas made they bed, it's only right they gotta lay in 'em
I wonder why they took my kindness for a weakness
Never catch me on the internet speakin' on street shit
Certified everywhere I go, they got respect for me
Paranoid, so everywhere I go, I keep a strap on me
Just know I love you if you never turned your back on me
Can count on one hand how many people call and check on me
That's all facts, this shit deeper than rap
Make 'em pay me for my time 'cause I can never get that back

That's all facts, this shit deeper than rap
Make 'em pay me for my time 'cause I can never get that back


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