Young Dez - the gift

Yeah, this the gift
The gift that God had blessed me with
December, 7 2000, my momma had a special kid
I knew I had to get it, just didn't know how to do it
Saw my daddy touch that organ, then i fell in love with music, uh
That was the good old days
When I ain't have a doubt in mind where I'm gone stay
And I ain't have to worry about a bill that I ain't pay
Don't get me wrong, I still I don't got a bill that I can't pay
But I'm just saying, shit was easier
These days, niggas come around and end up leaving ya
That's why I keep my circle like my bitch
Niggas come around talking this, saying that
But I'd be stupid if I let it get between me and rap
Already goated, I don't need a label or they opinion to tell me to keep going and flowing to get to the millions
I did it once, I'll do it again
This the type of shit I hope a nigga bump with they friends
Roll a blunt and let it blow in the wind

Written by:
Destin Hoskins

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