Jay Esco, CamilosGarden - Gifted lyrics

Oh garden blooming up
Yeah yeah yeah

What you know ‘bout wanting something so bad
That it don’t matter what you
Do to get a bag?
I remember seeing brodie getting bagged
All he knew was kicking
Doors and breaking glass
You made me promise momma, I won’t ever lack
She wanna see me escalade buying Cadillacs
Soon as I get out the hood
We’ll be good and we’ll relax
Used to do whatever I could as
A younging for them racks
I was on the wrong side of the Five-O
I ain’t fucking with no time so
I got in my zone and I started making music
Gavе my bro’s a lil’ hope
I’ma take up all this pain and
Leavе it all in my songs
Now they calling me gifted
Yeah they know I’m on a mission
I know where I came from but
I’m moving to the riches
Yeah my mindset different
Focused on the paper
There ain’t nothing that gon’ switch that

If I make it out the hood
Then my momma gon’ be good
Had to put some money on the books
For a nigga like I should and
I’m done with all that fake shit
Goons in the cut
Got shooters leave you faceless
Facelift ducking your taco
Swervo swerving through potholes
96 on the dash
It got me screaming free Rallo
If he see me in the cut then I’m gone
Different drinks inside the cup and I
Swear it won’t be long
Can’t like you when I’m down
Bad and in my feelings
Cause it make you feel some type of
Way I’m ‘boutta make a killing
What you know ‘bout them nights
Masked up like a villain?
I done made it through some hard times
But fuck it cause I’m chilling
I got shooters hit you up into two
I don’t really wanna talk about interviews
Couldn’t even last a day inside my shoes
Niggas tryna’ ride the wave, my shit is new
What you know ‘bout wanting something so bad?
Went and copped that new bag
Just to hold up all this weight
I need hundreds blue stacks it’s about time
Yeah, it’s about time
What you know ‘bout wanting something so bad?
Went and copped that new bag
Just to hold up all this weight
I need hundreds blue stacks it’s about time
Yeah, it’s about time

What you know ‘bout wanting something so bad
That it don’t matter what you
Do to get a bag?
I remember seeing brodie getting bagged
All he knew was kicking
Doors and breaking glass
You made me promise momma, I won’t ever lack
She wanna see me escalade buying Cadillacs
Soon as I get out the hood
We’ll be good and we’ll relax
Used to do whatever I could as
A younging for them racks
I was on the wrong side of the Five-O
I ain’t fucking with no time so
I got in my zone and I started making music
Gave my bro’s a lil’ hope
I’ma take up all this pain and
Leave it all in my songs
Now they calling me gifted
Yeah they know I’m on a mission
I know where I came from but
I’m moving to the riches
Yeah my mindset different
Focused on the paper
There ain’t nothing that gon’ switch that

¿Qué le decía?
Que que me hiciera sentir orgullosa y que
Y que usted iba
Yo le decía que usted iba a ser algo
Usted va ser conocido, Camilo
Porque usted va a ser algo muy grande
Algo bueno algo
Usted va a ser conocido por algo bueno
Algo que usted va hacer muy grande
Y mire, usted ya es conocido ¿Si o no?