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Yeah Take Ronaldo back off man Uh I got enemies all protecting and deflecting Tryna label me with labels they should label themselves They should label themselves Yo I got enemies all projecting and deflecting Tryna label with me labels they should label themselves I know I got a fake friend that's faking it and hoping that I make it He should be ashamed of himself Don't you dare break your promise to me Don't you ever waste my time like that Don't you lie like that 'Cause that's never something I could let fly like that And have you come around and look me in my eye like that Sometimes I even battle with doing this Ps ting All coming out gengenpress on a greaze thing I done my first project then I done the pree thing I done a bit of scoping and cut out the weak links Look, I ain't got time for no fucking weakling You better man up and stand up if you're on my team, king It's funny, I got A&Rs coming on strong 'Cause last year, I found myself dumbing down songs My vision's been clear, couple years I got proof It was 2020 then, now it's 2022 (It was 2020 then, now it's 2022) No squares in my circle, I've heard that for years But other times I think about getting them squares Money ain't a ting, I've lost it and found it The trap or the corporate, I been around it I got a new ting and she's so about it And she loves to take 'em off, but I wear the trousers My ethos is all about minding my business It's me and my niggas dem handling business You put us on a track and they couldn't keep up Schooling these dons from wide and you can have a lesson I been that way from an adolescent Big jayo, been on my jayo since 2000, way back I was 14 getting playback Not a lot of niggas can say that They found themselves yesterday I've been 100 since my birthday I ain't even rapping no more, boy, I'm just saying words, eh I just think I'm better than bare man I remember Channel U, I was watching Bearman I remember playground spitting, I would scare man I watched cuzzy shell it down he told me keep the ball rolling My nigga in the back's gonna keep the weed rolling I shell it down once Shell it down twice Fuck the verse up, they're still screaming, "Reload him" Don't bring your favourite rapper 'round here, we'll pre-roll him (what?) Drizzy free smoke him (what?) What was he smoking? (What?) I said, Drizzy free smoke him What was he s- Yo, new year but the mission ain't different Me and Cheekz have been cooking, and supporters dem itching I been keeping out the loop, I got rappers confused Cah it's 2022, but I got 20-20 vision Niggas aint fly with this rap ting, they're acting I'm tryna smoke them and flick them off on this ash ting, hmm Nigga telling us he's wavy And then he's sleeping with the fishes like Sebastian I'm cut from a different cloth, I'm from good stock I grew up on what the Rock's cooking, niggas cooked rock I was never far, but let the mandem do that move Now ironically I'm here selling raps too Was never bad, but there's times I took wrong steps I went college with one wong kweff and some Youngs Tef I don't know a lot of Nas, I know Hov though I turned away when Tony killed Manolo Fast forward these days I roll solo Or I'm with Jojo, hard drives, bolo Man are doing it for likes and the women fam' I was double tapping tings pre-Instagram, hmm Just let it breathe for a sec Bro told me keep on their necks, if I'm being real honest I been dumbing down raps for the longest Tried rapping like Common, but I gotta rap common, huh To appeal to my wronguns
Writer(s): Jordy Mukeza, Jojo Siff Emelie Mukeza, Daniel Buhlebuyeza Miles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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