Gods Gift Lyrics

Yeah yeah

Semi-automatic

lockin' up they downfall

Semi-automatic If I want it, gotta have it

Gotta grab it, gotta have it just in case they pocket watching

Watching how they talkin' all together, lames be fuckin' interlocking

Locking up the downfall, Drew the MC got no option, stole my style

That's adoption; Drew he got that vocal toxin

No such thing as antitoxin, breathing time is getting less

Lesser than they ego cause they steady lying to they self

They ain't on my level; they deny it even to they self

Say that you the greatest? but to do that, gotta be the best

But before you try lil brodie, know that I ain't like the rest

By the time it's over with you might just need a fuckin' rest

Money bags up under eyes, like brodie I don't need no rest

Lethal lyrics out the barrel, bearably that ain't imperil

Brodie need some new apparel; way I'm movin' with the peril

This my year, like fuck it now I'm on my shit a different level

Different type of fucking level, spiritually I'm just his vessel

Life is just a test, can you tell me who you run with?

New York to the West, Drew he proving he done with

All these fucking haters, know my numbers they can count bitch

I don't need no favor, God's gift I ain't done with

Life is just a test, can you tell me who you run with?

New York to the West, Drew he proving he done with

All these fucking haters, know my numbers they can count bitch

I don't need no favor, God's gift I ain't done with

God's gift I ain't done with, lyrics with the substance

That a get you thinking all about your main existence

Bout just how it finish only God know, keep it wishing

Bout just how my vision be so vivid, gettin

Lucid, lucid, lucid

Zone 8 that's the movement, movement, movement

Zone 8 how we do shit, do shit, do shit, do shit

Numbers talkin' for me, I don't even need to prove shit

Said he known to pill pop, push me then I might pop

Trust me, I've been waiting for this moment, shit it won't stop

Any chance for you to be above me? boy, please stop

Stop it with the talking, with the bullshit; man it will not

Get you anywhere but disrespected, so just please stop

Quitting on my dreams, just keep on wishin', cause I will not

Give up all my passion, made it happen, had to grind hard

Grind hard

Man, you know the rest

Life is just a test, can you tell me who you run with?

New York to the West, Drew he proving he done with

All these fucking haters, know my numbers they can count bitch

I don't need no favor, God's gift I ain't done with

Life is just a test, can you tell me who you run with?

New York to the West, Drew he proving he done with

All these fucking haters, know my numbers they can count bitch

I don't need no favor, God's gift I ain't done with

Gods gift

Gods gift

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Gods gift

Yeah yeah

Know that I ain't done with