[Verse 1: Jay Hood] Yeah They don't appreciate what I did for the industry Instead they go ahead and worship all these mini-me's They wanna buy me but they can't afford the T's & C's So they tryna get me on lease I'm on the streets and I ain't never had to pay for no beat cause I'm a beast, uh! Look at these niggas, they tremble down on my feet They always tryna serve me beef but I only serve 'em defeat Y'all lil' niggas like sheep, follow my lead (Yeah) Yeah, but I'm back like I never left I got 'em scared like they waitin' on a drug test I told my niggas I'll make it with or without the press I ain't no pussy my nigga, I say it with my chest You currently fucking with one of the best, nothin' less I'm counting my blessings, I got my mama counting my cheques You niggas are dressed to impress but your music is wack I make hits, you niggas only making us laugh
[Verse 2: Lucasraps] I think Jay's right, the game is full of comedians I ain't givin' into the gimmicks, I see in between 'em I think you little niggas is finished There's nobody reaching the level that we pacing the game at, don't make me repeat it Hardest niggas on the come-up and we still undefeated But I see other niggas plotting and scheming for other reasons I seen your demons, you hide 'em in the closet Seen a couple of real ones and most of them in the coffin They told me "Do not give a fuck on how niggas is talking" I'm the Lion in the jungle, I walk around like I'm godly My bank account looking like my father be Mugabe You can't trust a nigga if you don't look through right in the eye B I know we finna make it, the stars are startin' to align B I know my moves is something that you niggas really copy I differ from these niggas, I'm something you're never stopping I lit these niggas up, so Mass just put 'em in the coffin You might also like Space Coupe J-Smash Senaloa J-Smash Amagents Samthing Soweto [Verse 3: Mass The Difference] I'm killing rappers and they base it off the fact that I've grown A different chapter, raising bars and I just do it alone, uh Yeah I'm independent I write, record and drop and you felt it when this shit landed, look! And they can't fathom a phantom with his blue hair Buzzing up a storm, got 'em shaking like I'm new here I've been doing this, I've, been been doing this Throwing rappers in coffins, I've been flew with this Cuffing bitches, I'm awesome, I've been cute with this Prolly the hottest out All these niggas that doubt Who would've thought I'd get this far? I'm up and about Getting back to the city, these niggas shook like Ever seen a jiggle of tins but never cooked right [?] You might, think it's an option but I don't choose I'm, too fly Guess it's a given It's really how I've been living, I bring the juice guy Every time I shoot I...
[Verse 4: Touchline] Ntwana yase lokshin', run from gun shots If not, uzobona is'fuba sishaya iskonteer, woh I don't get no stitching, I got [?] Rhymes choppin' up, too free to your foreskin, woh Why do all these OGs, OD? Please don't forget to wipe the powder off your nose ring, woh Big bank balance beats bros being broke Skill so solid, super sick slick flow (Ayy) What happens when a township nigga, gotta count 6 figures? Uzoy'spender on a house or will it be whip, chicks, liqour? You need a cash injection for the drip, ngiya hlabeka Angaz' injection or iDrip, baba bheka Ngifuna iPhepha, really quick, seal the deal Njenge envelope, I hit a lick [Verse 5: Dibi] Limelight Everybody want it, I'ma get it when the time's right You ain't even focused on making sure that your rhymes tight Worried 'bout the fashion they [?] While I'm tryna pick between a coloured or a blonde white Afrikaans girl, when I met her it was on sight She a lil' scared, she never been with none whites And I'm only scared when I'm tryna get this song right Fuck it I'm over the industry gimmicks And when you get in this, It's business Assistance is something there's just no such thing as It's all just an image And niggas gon' front until they get it, I get but me! I'm doing my own shit I'm rocking my own fits The show's kinda looking like Zone 6 Man I just write a song and I phone Sticks like "Yo, Nick! I'm pulling up to the stu' to fuck up this whole shit"
[Verse 6: Indigo Stella] Yo, baddest hyena up in the building Even these clown funny style rappers won't have me laughing and grinning They thought they let me out my cage, I'm going gorillas I see through 'em like they glass, I see a queen in the mirror, uh Know too many plastic has-beens, tryna reach a standard set by [?] rappers Kissing on corporate ass cheeks I don't drop names, I never did Cause I can say a lot but wouldn't fit all y'all pseudonyms in my sentences Damn, yeah! Look I would dumb it down but even then, nix Student of life into this game I'm not the usual kid who gets upset from testing [?] from A to Z [?], a hundred no less Dude I don't want no smoke between us, It's just some gas on my chest If I pull up I ain't flexing, I got a cheque to collect This vision 2020 set me up for endless success, It's god damnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
