Gift Lyrics

(Pre's Only Child)

(I been a fool)

(Literally)

This music is a gift

I ain't gone lie, really tryna make some money off this shit

But when it come, please don't get to acting funny bout this shit

I need to stack but sometimes a young nigga can't resist

Plus they ain't gone hear me

Til I put something on my wrist

Hard times made a nigga that's why I can't forget

Certain people hated on me, must've thought I was Chris

They got some shit a make you hop

You better keep it on yo hip (better keep it with you)

When I rap I get in mode I can't control it

Tryna hit my ex again like double jump on my controller

(playstation)

I might really be the coldest

Only smoke the best you can tell by the aroma

I feel bad for my opponent

Seen a nigga post a car he was acting like he owned it

Used to wear hammy downs now I wear designer clothing

(literally)

Imma buy it if I want it

(Yeah)

Get a move on

Tryna get a bag, put the crew on

Steak was fifty extra five for the croutons

What if the other foot had the shoe on

What if I only called yo phone when I need something

Yes baby Imma dog but ain't no fleas on me

Not a only child but I'm (Pre's Only)

Nah I'm the golden child cause I'm (Pre's Only)

Painting pictures with this music you call me a artist

But don't get it confused I should be be hooping across the waters

(overseas)

Eyes on my target Imma make it out regardless

Tryna find out, which one Imma take the farthest

Tryna ball like that nigga down in Charlotte (lamelo)

If I can't run, I'll crawl but I'm not staying where I started

Sent my brother unreleased now he looking for a charger

Facetimed me when heard it he brodie you the hardest (You the hardest)

This music is a gift

I ain't gone lie, really tryna make some money off this shit

But when it come, please don't get to acting funny bout this shit

I need to stack but sometimes a young nigga can't resist

Plus they ain't gone hear me

Til I put something on my wrist

Hard times made a nigga that's why I can't forget

Certain people hated on me, must've thought I was Chris

They got some shit a make you hop

You better keep it on yo hip

(Pre's Only Child)

(I been a fool)

(Literally)