Fredd C. - Gifted

Roaming for a dollar
While I question existence
Blowing marijuana
I don't feel pressure I'm gifted
Middle finger to ya honor
For my dawgs in the system
Needed pussy when I was calling
Now I'm out on a mission
Catch me when I'm falling
Check my ass when I'm slippin'
Bitch I dream of ballin'
Know my path is authentic
Roaming for a dollar
As I question existence
Blowing marijuana
I don't feel pressure I'm gifted
Me and all my bros tryna pop something
Always on go they wanna know when drop comin'
Acting like you was with me when I was low
Tell 'em stop frontin' I been on the block hustlin'
I tell her
Treat me like you love me
Fuck me like you miss me
Life less troubling when I'm gettin' tipsy
Accustomed to the hustlin'
You know I do that plenty
Rappin' on the beats gimme escape from reality
Riding with the heat serving eighths for a salary
Tryna see a piece need a taste of what the power bring
All I ever wanted was that one shit
That's the dream that's the goal can't fold
Yeah I had belief all along
Way before I was grown
In the streets serving zones
I just want my reach around the globe like I'm puffy
Rappin' on the mic you can't touch me
It can't happen over night out Kentucky
Roaming for a dollar
While I question existence
Blowing marijuana
I don't feel pressure I'm gifted
Middle finger to ya honor
For my dawgs in the system
I needed pussy when i was calling
Now I'm out on a mission
Catch me when I'm falling
Check my ass when I'm slippin
Bitch I dream of ballin
I know my path is authentic
Roaming for a dollar
As I question existence
Blowing marijuana
I don't feel pressure I'm gifted

Written by:
Fred Croney

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