Gifted Lyrics

Cordae & Ant Clemons Featuring Rodney Ricch From English Album From a Bird’s Eye View (2022). Latest lyrics for Gifted written byritten by Tarron Crayton, Kid Culture, Ant Clemons, Bongo, Ray Keys, Roddy Ricch, Cordae, and produced by Kid Culture, Ray Keys, Cordae, Bongo. The music video was released on 27th August, 2020.

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Album:	From a Birds Eye View (2022)
Singer:	Cordae, Ant Clemons
Produced By:	Kid Culture, Ray Keys, Cordae, Bongo
Written By:	Tarron Crayton, Kid Culture, Ant Clemons, Bongo, Ray Keys, Roddy Ricch, Cordae

[Pre-Chorus: Ant Clemons]
Living Out My Dream
My Life Is Different (Different)
If I Want It, Then I’ma Get It (Get It)
Living Every Day Like It Was Christmas
‘Cause I’m Gifted (Aah! Aah! Aah!)
And I Know What My Gift Is (Aah! Aah! Aah!)
And I Know That I’m Gifted (Aah! Aah! Aah!)
And I Know What My Gift Is (Aah! Aah! Aah!)
‘Cause I’m Gifted

[Chorus: Cordae & Roddy Ricch]
Uhh! I Got A Whole Lotta People
That’s Been Counting On Me
Got This Bad Lil’ Shawty Going Down On The D
I Met Shorty And We Connected Like The WiFi
Hopped In The Phantom, Disappeared Like, “Voilà”
I Told N!ggas That I Would Make It, They Said, “No Way”
Watch Them N!ggas That Might Eat Up Off Of Your Plate
They Caught Me Sliding On The E-Way
With The Hеat On The Seat
I Got Tennis Chains With Crossеs
But I Still Keep A Piece

[Verse: Cordae & Roddy Ricch]
See, I Was Twelve Years With The Tommy Fit
Fifteen, Cranking “Bobby B!tch”
I Was Seventeen Years On This Earth
When I Popped A Perc’, Made My Body Itch
Need A Pound Of Blow When I’m Drowning Slow
I Was Down Below, Word To Roddy Ricch
We Was Slap-Boxing, No Karate Kid
Start To See The Difference With A Lotta Sh!t
And My Grandma Got A Lotta Kids
Bought Whips Foreign, No Mileages
Hit Saks Fifth And Got A Prada Fit
But I Still Got A Lotta Wallet
Sh!t, N!gga, This The Sh!t That I Asked For
‘Member Last Year I Was Mad Poor
Seen My Momma Cry Over Homicides
Now She Down To Fly, She Got A Passport
And My Brother Locked For A Backdoor
Got My Grandmomma A New Jaguar
Big Body Whips Like Shaq Car
No Credit Check, Straight Cash Card
N!gga, No Stress, I Progress
That’s Mos Def Like Black Star
Seen The Future In My Audemars
Stack Paper, Don’t Do No Facade

[Chorus: Cordae & Roddy Ricch]
Uhh! I Got A Whole Lotta People
That’s Been Counting On Me
Got This Bad Lil’ Shawty Going Down On The D
I Met Shorty And We Connected Like The WiFi
Hopped In The Phantom, Disappeared Like, “Voilà”
I Told N!ggas That I Would Make It, They Said, “No Way”
Watch Them N!ggas That Might Eat Up Off Of Your Plate
They Caught Me Sliding On The E-Way
With The Heat On The Seat
I Got Tennis Chains With Crosses
But I Still Keep A Piece