Seany Dice - Gift

Make me great
Kill these other rappers, let me demonstrate
Talk the talk, now walk the walk right to the plate
Long sleeve shirt in the winter let me play
Aye aye this right is Bona Fide's take over
Try to tell me about how you didn't get closure
I been in it for a decade I wish I was closer
Lob it up I slam it down now add that to the poster
When you hear the music got you sweating with no coaster
Earned up all my bread and I threw it in the toaster
You would think I hang with Insta models, they all posers
Carried you to victory now get up off my shoulders
Don't depend on me for a handout
Unlike my predecessors I know I will stand out
I am what my name is, I don't want to be famous
I try to be basic, but everyone plays it
Fuck a broom get a mop, we wiping the floor with the competition
I come out with classic, classic, classic, what does it matter with the time it's written
Let the plot thicken, how can I clutch up when there is no time ticking
I'm on my own, back at my home, I'm feeling real smooth like the back of a comb
I've been down before, and I ain't ever going back
Gotta get back on track, I look in the mirror, reflect on that
I gotta turn it around, go back to talk of the town
Then learn how to burn that shit down
Music so good you'll have to charge the account, if not I'm charging the mound
I bring the best out of Trevor, you think you're better? You are not ready for war
I do this shit for my pride, I'll never survive, but honestly fuck the awards
I don't want glory not even a sniff, remember me like I just ripped
I got no drive so I need a Lyft
Man it's a wrap, love Gift

Written by:
Sean Storr

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find