the gift

Singer: childish major

turn me up in the headphones

alright

let's do it

unh

another day

another dollar

but these 4am wake up's

be enough to make me holler

since i thought that shit was lame

a nigga dropped up out of college

when i was growing up

they all thought i'd be a scholar

the problem was

that never excited me

i was better with writing these

lyrical tirades

that was clever & righteous

see they

severed & frightened these

so called rappers

that lacked the type of passion

that o-dogg practiced

as society's menace

with his no talk-action

type of mentality which captured me

to go all at it

making my peace with zay

rather be this so called matik

taking this leap of faith

i think i got this pole vault mastered

straight forward with it

understand i won't fall backwards

nah

not the slightest

you niggas can't stop the fighting

and that's real mane

who the hell you think you is

mills lane?

weathered the storm cause i will reign

trill

let me borrow your ears

this ain't nothing like twitter

but you should follow the kid

there is no need existing

just having sorrow for years

just take hold of the present

and know tomorrow's a gift

alright

let me borrow your ears

this ain't nothing like twitter

but you should follow the kid

there is no need existing

just having sorrow for years

just take hold of the present

and know tomorrows a gift

you see i'm high off life

but the shit just got me tripping

plus i smoke a little reefer

but i guess that's not to mention

just a young michael jordan

outchea tryna stop the pistons

but tell me who's the best

without a scottie pippen

developed the proper vision

despite of them doctor visits

he don't see it how i see it

he's saying my optics isn't

up to par

i'm a star my nigga

i got to glisten

so i don't hear that bull

i try to stay optimistic

these niggas'll kill your dreams

they saying they not realistic

but you can't hear ya heart

if you don't stop and you listen

i ain't bussing down birds

and i ain't copping no pigeons

i ain't risking my freedom

to hit the block and to get it

they selling rocks for these tickets

these niggas be trapping

selling

and servin'

but matik hell with them verses

when rapping it's well deserving

cause life is passing like ervin

magic

my nigga

they say he's young black & gifted

i'm just matik

my nigga

trill

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