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Constantinos Tsobanoglou
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They don't wanna see us win
They don't wanna see us shine, huh-huh
Young kid, big dreams
I been working for the dime, huh-huh
They put a price on my back
Them, you don't wanna do that, huh-huh
Now I'm sitting on a throne, huh-huh
Leave me alone
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like ayy, yeah, I'm great
Uh, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm great
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like, yeah, I'm great
Uh, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Uh, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm great
I'm like Gucci, Prada, Balenci-
Nah, nah, nah
I am all like Chrissy
Yah, yah, yah
You should see me out in person
The bags I get can buy her Birkin
I'm out here swerving through CC deals
I ain't need my half with the quarter dollar bills
I am here with summer slaughter, and we summer in the hills
Leave rappers in the bloodbath, some in they feels
I put my chains with roller chains, got them in the field
I don't play safe, barely had a bis
Killer mfana o ke Motlapa
Lebodi hollow stick ke ntho ya nix mpama eo tllapa
Bare killer kele trapstar bro Dae o tsamaya le lekhowa
Ever tried to win a summer nominee letje meshipa yao khora
Pina e tshwara mollo b'yang e bass killer o fetso e khoma
O tlhokomele mochini gao sa tlhokomele o latlha sight yao roka
I'm the ghetto version Michael Jordan mara flow we kea taga
Wena o tlohelo iketsa bishop ro rekisetsa tja'ak
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like ayy, yeah, I'm great
Uh, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm great (yeah, yeah)
She say, "How you spell great?"
I say, "C-O-S-T-A"
She say, "How you spell legend?"
I say, "T-I-T-C-H"
Homie, I been going through it
Got a thick skin for the hate
Oh and bitch, I just got in
Now they compare me to greats, huh
So I just made a bag and I invested in the business
Can't give fucks about a chain
'Cause I got stocks up in the markets
Bitch, I ain't giving no cuss, everything I make I got it
I'm allergic to the label, hold me up and going nuts
At how you posting artwork and expect that shit to sell
Ooh, they cut free with the label, man, this shit is looking depp
Now they say they going gold but not with recent mineral pirate
Scared of the new climate, career's getting quiet
And bitch, I'm going in, in, in
All you haters pull my game, game, game
You do nothing for the team
You do nothing for my walls
Can't even go toe to toe
We've been trying to fluff for years
So excuse me if I curse, bitch
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like ayy, yeah, I'm great
Uh, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm great
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like Prince, Michael Jordan, Luther
I'm like Steve Biko, Tutu, Madiba
I'm like, yeah, I'm great
Uh, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Uh, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Ayy, ayy, yeah, I'm great
Writer(s): Kwanda Dada, Constantino Tsobanoglou, Letlhogonolo Molefe, Nhlanhla Tshabalala
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