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Doctor (feat. Leon Hlabathi)

Manotry

Hip-Hop/Rap

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Manotry
Manotry
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leon Hlabathi
Leon Hlabathi
Lyrics
Dzunisa Masocha
Dzunisa Masocha
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Manotry
Manotry
Producer

Lyrics

Shout out my friends, gotcha Healing your pain like a musical doctor They understand when I talk up Mommy and daddy gave birth to a rockstar Shout out my friends, gotcha Healing your pain like a musical doctor They understand when I talk up Mommy and daddy gave birth to a rockstar If I ever fall, put the blame on me Haters do their job when they hate on me If I ever lose then I'm losing everything, yeah If I ever fall, put the blame on me, yeah I can never get it with a bad thought Money over women, get the racks now Came up from the bottom and we had none Now I'm tryna pull up in a Tesla Little nigga got dreams, that's nice Everybody tryna get the nice life Busy tryna make it to the kingdom of the living Man, I know I gotta make it 'cause I'm blessed up, aye Get me out of love and it's deep Mommy lost trust on a nigga And that's why I never tell lies, I'm a factor Getting my satisfaction from the real ones Y'all just wanna talk about plans I'm the one who got acts and I'm sagging my pants like a G The plan is to come up with the best of the work in this rap, as you niggas take a nap in a minute Shout out my friends, gotcha Healing your pain like a musical doctor (doctor) They understand when I talk up Mommy and daddy gave birth to a rockstar Shout out my friends, gotcha Healing your pain like a musical doctor They understand when I talk up Mommy and daddy gave birth to a rockstar If I ever fall, put the blame on me Haters do their job when they hate on me If I ever lose then I'm losing everything, yeah If I ever fall, put the blame on me, yeah I don't got no bitch, I don't got no whip I don't got no riches, I don't got no crib I just got problems nigga I'm drawing in my feelings I don't want pity I don't want nothing like that But I told 'em I'm straight out the jungle my ghetto Dropping a song that you niggas gon' hate on I'm the one keeping the game on Nigga, there's no way I'm getting outdated Until I pull up in a Maybach (pull up) I keep on grinding and chasing this money like not everybody would say that And most of these niggas will hate that I had my baby girl pampered in love and now it's like payback I pray my nigga done pull out a car, I know we be getting upgraded Shout out my friends, gotcha Healing your pain like a musical doctor They understand when I talk up Mommy and daddy gave birth to a rockstar Shout out my friends, gotcha Healing your pain like a musical doctor They understand when I talk up Mommy and daddy gave birth to a rockstar If I ever fall, put the blame on me Haters do their job when they hate on me If I ever lose then I'm losing everything, yeah If I ever fall, put the blame on me, yeah
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