Gifted by Alz X 38 Lyrics
[Intro: 38]
Yeah, uh, yeah
YMN and Sammy made this cold
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 38]
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
[Verse 1: Alz]
Take a L and I'm coming right back
Disrespect? And we all out attack
No cap, really live what we rap
Fuck on your bitch and I'm sendin' her back
Drippin' designer but I don't need clothes
I need a milli to split it with bro
Gettin' this money, that's my only goal
Pray to God that my nigga don't fold
Overseas, where the fiends at
Trap house with a G pack
Can't leave 'til I clean that
I was handin' out testers
TT was the feedback
Young nigga, feelin' heartless
Sippin' mud 'cause it heal that
Sippin' mud 'cause it heal that
[Chorus: 38]
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
[Verse 2: 38]
We aim at your siblings but we never aim for them childrens
Big dough, I ain't talking no Kiplings
She movin' like she in her feelings
I want you, [?] thought she'd would come, she refused
Now she here, cuase of view's my niggas grind hard there's no time for excuse
All my Mali's armed like they ain't go no legs
Me and Alz go back to back like singles, there's no fuckin' dreads
We just tryna make it out that dirt
Smokin' weed, don't pop no Perc'
Fuck him all he do is drugs
Six foot, now he's on a shirt
[Chorus: 38]
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
[Bridge: Alz]
I mean that
Touch my slime, now you're on my hit list
Double cup, codeine what I'm sippin'
Super paro, these drugs got me trippin'
In the trap, me and bro stay whipping
Servin' food just to make that living
Motivated, my bro's are driven
Servin' food just to make that living
Motivated, my bro's are driven
[Chorus: 38]
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
[Outro: 38]
Yeah, uh, yeah
YMN and Sammy made this cold
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah
YMN and Sammy made this cold
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 38]
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
[Verse 1: Alz]
Take a L and I'm coming right back
Disrespect? And we all out attack
No cap, really live what we rap
Fuck on your bitch and I'm sendin' her back
Drippin' designer but I don't need clothes
I need a milli to split it with bro
Gettin' this money, that's my only goal
Pray to God that my nigga don't fold
Overseas, where the fiends at
Trap house with a G pack
Can't leave 'til I clean that
I was handin' out testers
TT was the feedback
Young nigga, feelin' heartless
Sippin' mud 'cause it heal that
Sippin' mud 'cause it heal that
[Chorus: 38]
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
[Verse 2: 38]
We aim at your siblings but we never aim for them childrens
Big dough, I ain't talking no Kiplings
She movin' like she in her feelings
I want you, [?] thought she'd would come, she refused
Now she here, cuase of view's my niggas grind hard there's no time for excuse
All my Mali's armed like they ain't go no legs
Me and Alz go back to back like singles, there's no fuckin' dreads
We just tryna make it out that dirt
Smokin' weed, don't pop no Perc'
Fuck him all he do is drugs
Six foot, now he's on a shirt
[Chorus: 38]
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
[Bridge: Alz]
I mean that
Touch my slime, now you're on my hit list
Double cup, codeine what I'm sippin'
Super paro, these drugs got me trippin'
In the trap, me and bro stay whipping
Servin' food just to make that living
Motivated, my bro's are driven
Servin' food just to make that living
Motivated, my bro's are driven
[Chorus: 38]
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted
YMN, that shit is a business
Hardheaded, I guess I never listen
You claim you're real, my nigga you're tripping
My nigga, you're tripping
He roll with a Smith and— to aim at his victim
I roll with some niggas
I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings
[Outro: 38]
Yeah, uh, yeah
YMN and Sammy made this cold
Yeah, uh, yeah