Blessed with a Gift

[Intro] You know what? Can't ever put price on talent G-H I've been blessed with a gift I'm in a different league, like I should be next to Madrid I does this man Real talk [Verse 1] Success is a must But how can I blow when I'm still screaming "Fuck feds, I'm a thug" They look at me like I'm just a rough-neck in cuffs My wrists hurts But ain't shit worse than a strip search I wish I weren't disturbed I can't count how many times I've been arrested And undressed for drug slots Niggas wanna burn my young flesh with slugs That's real talk but God showed me an escape route I've been blessed with a gift like [?] I know you're getting my drift This is great proof, stay tuned Visualise my pain like a face wound The game's doomed when I breakthrough Because I ain't groomed What you see is what you get Try and tame whom? I'm a straight goon Still, I'll be on base soon Last I was seen was the feature on K's tune I've mastered, it seems Because I'm eager to make moves [Chorus] x2 I've been blessed with a gift I know what I'm worth So, I couldn't care less what your estimate is Even the best in the biz can't question the kid I put my heart in it, flesh and my ribs [Verse 2] It's a new era So, the crew better do better Mic check, one-two, I'm the new fella Cold like flu weather No lies, I'm a truth teller And the truth is, I'm too clever Who you trying to outsmart? Man, I'll do this like you never So, who you trying to outstar? I can outlast anybody At first, I outlast Then I'ma take it further than our charts [?] I'ma take it further than Outkast And outclass anybody, clown hard Far-fetched or not, you can't reject my plot Start and never stop in the past I never clocked the art of getting watched From television, you can sell a million But still, stars, they ever flop Because they only go half way like a belly-top And when they gone You never miss 'em like a berry [?] [Chorus] x2 I've been blessed with a gift I know what I'm worth So, I couldn't care less what your estimate is Even the best in the biz can't question the kid I put my heart in it, flesh and my ribs [Verse 3] The scene's all fucked up Some scheme on the old team like dope fiends And the dream's all fucked up It's not like it's been all 'hush, hush' Rumors spread, get flicked We mix, then move the head Wise work never die first, use your head Why should I lose my cool over useless threats? Once upon a time, you was blessed Now look at him and look at me And tell me who's depressed I've moved ahead No looking back This is what I'm looking at A nice figure deal with my signature put in black Fountain pen, then I'm out with the album No specific date but I'm bound to be clowning I've worked so hard And I remember when I weren't so large I used to ask how I'm sounding My confidence was low like knee caps So, the road showed me the feed back I need that [Chorus] x2 I've been blessed with a gift I know what I'm worth So, I couldn't care less what your estimate is Even the best in the biz can't question the kid I put my heart in it, flesh and my ribs [Outro] So, go ahead Put a price on that Ghetto Best in the UK Fuck what you heard Movement