4T7 - Gift of the Gab Lyrics

Muad, Muad, Muad
Minimum stack, maximum cap, all these man do in their raps
Flexing on snap in the trap, all you man are just trapped and I kinda feel bad
These days I sit and relax, pass me my phone, market finding the gaps
Putting myself on the map, hands on my ears if they're chatting the wass
Shoulder to cry on, man they rely on, war against me and get faced with a lion
I'm hungry for money, I'm chasing the clients, Gift of the Gab I could shrink down a giant
Birds eye view man I'm coming like eagles
These birds nowadays come evil, all day long just feeling my ego
Two many gal just glaze and freeload
Cause they get hyped by the man on keyboards
All gas no brakes, they be coming like diesel
If a man wants war, get a bang with the right hand
And they need a snitch like Lilo
F*ck all that knife chat, f*ck all that wap chat
Old school, man I do it legal
They be f*cking with my steelo
Got the flow to make them look messy like Lionel
You ain't a bad boy weasel
I'll make a mistake with no remorse
I can sense your pain and I know the source
It's muad
Shoulder to cry on, man they rely on, war against me and get faced with a lion
I'm hungry for money, I'm chasing the clients, Gift of the Gab I could shrink down a giant
Gift to the Gab I could shrink down a giant
Sit and relax let me spark up a giant
Muad, muad, muad, muad, muad
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