lirik lagu gift of god – dave east
(intro)
stadium sh-t
all my life i’ve been fed that same bullsh-t, n-gg-
all chase money, all chase nuttin’, don’t even chase my liquor
(hook)
cash in the stash-box, a little rug
open up the cabinet, it’s nuttin’ but drugs
guns in the closet, look out on the roof
you say you a killa, n-gg-, we want some proof!
who you stabbed, who you shot, who you fought, n-gg-
frank white was the only king of new york, n-gg-
thinkin’ the bully made me stop eatin’ pork, n-gg-
don’t keep the pistol, fall, sh-t, i got the gift of god
(verse)
yung and i’m ignorant, ain’t got no time for middlemen
blackin’ with no middleton, say h-llo to my little friend
porsche box, 9-11 my sh-t
malcom murphy on the phone, i get a cellular hit
embellish the strip, hustle where even felons get hit
pelican bricks from haiti, i’m ahead of the list
reading faults in the airport
thinkin’ all the n-gg-s i lost wasn’t prepared for
run until my legs sore
red stripe for breakfast, ready for some waffles
game has got me nervous cause when they got you, they got you
talkin’ to malique in my sleep, like freaky, w-ssup
he told me, d-boy, none of these n-gg-s f-ckin’ with ya
i agree, no questions, i’mma just squeeze
not sayn that you luv it, i f-ck it, then i just leave
and something on my waist, couple hundreds under my sleeve
from holding bundles of d, my life a hundred degrees
(hook)
cash in the stash-box, a little rug
open up the cabinet, it’s nuttin’ but drugs
guns in the closet, look out on the roof
you say you a killa, n-gg-, we want some proof!
who you stabbed, who you shot, who you fought, n-gg-
frank white was the only king of new york, n-gg-
thinkin’ the bully made me stop eatin’ pork, n-gg-
don’t keep the pistol, fall, sh-t, i got the gift of god
(verse)
we was rockin’ nautica, go against the family
when i get ya, imma torture ya, then let rob put the fork in ya
i got the band, them shots sound like an orchestra
left you floatin’ in the east river, guess that’s just new york for ya
line you up, let a bad b-tch get ya hand twisted
manager wiffie f-ckin’ with me, she givin’ head different
you notice that my finger itchin , that’s just over scratchin’
go for mac9, bursting shots, we throwin’ back
i’m special like ed feel like i got it made
only interest in living in sh-t that get me payed
put rat poison in the sandwich that aki made
stole n-gg-s lovin’ me, we kickin’ it on soccer play
the south air, so potent, the odor
ralph lowrel became a sludge from rollin’ with soldiers
i luv the action, you the type that be hopin’ it’s ova
got a full clip on that bullsh-t, joakim noah
(hook)
cash in the stash-box, a little rug
open up the cabinet, it’s nuttin’ but drugs
guns in the closet, look out on the roof
you say you a killa, n-gg-, we want some proof!
who you stabbed, who you shot, who you fought, n-gg-
frank white was the only king of new york, n-gg-
thinkin’ the bully made me stop eatin’ pork, n-gg-
don’t keep the pistol, fall, sh-t, i got the gift of god
i got the gift of god (yeah, uh)
(sleep easy, freaky)
(don’t keep the pistol fall, i got the gift of god)
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