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Mumba Matchstick
Mumba Matchstick
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wayne Sikazwe
Wayne Sikazwe
Composer
Mumba Matchstick
Mumba Matchstick
Composer
Chanda Mukuka
Chanda Mukuka
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Mixing Engineer
TeazyTalent
TeazyTalent
Producer

Lyrics

Shades on when I'm walking through the unknown In life don't trust people that you hide from That's why I get paid and I stay in my zone I saw the drama and I never got an involve They see me smiling and suppose that everything's fine Who knew I'm crying almost every night Got close to four shawties saying they wanna fuck tonight And your crush was one of 'em so we can make it five I sense my enemies are people that pretend and leave And people that I count on to be there when I need to breathe What's the point of being friends when you lie to me? You go behind my back all smiles when you gossiping Damn Maybe I'm thinking too much To think of it I maybe be smoking too much Devil on my shoulder and he talking too much I think I need some time just for me to adjust Damn, who's asking 'bout me? Who's got my back when the bando ain't clean? Who gonna pull through when they cuff me? I'm just asking, they can't trust me Damn, who's checking on my ting? If it's a snake? I'ma cut it off nicely Show these niggas smiles when I know they don't like me I'm just wondering who's really got me? Lighter in my hand, spliff between my dueces I know what I'm doing when I'm pulling up the mood swings Niggas say I feel my shit, well that's Gucci I be quick to kick the bullshit you can call me Bruce Lee Snakes is an understatement don't know how to describe But I had to say it Man always call pan JAH When mi lonely inside for shoulder to cry only Mi gat 'nough bloodclat double crossing niggas Whole heap evil man tryna fit mi sneakers Bottle to my lips this liquor burning up mi liver That's the only way I got just to try and keep up Ba funa oni yesa, ba funa oni yenza Motoka ni yanga, so ndine nibayenza Ba funa oni yesa, ba funa oni yenza Motoka ni yanga, so ndine nibayenza Damn, who's asking 'bout me? Who's got my back when the bando ain't clean? Who gonna pull through when they cuff me? I'm just asking, they can't trust me Damn, who's checking on my ting? If it's a snake? I'ma cut it off nicely Show these niggas smiles when I know they don't like me I'm just wondering who's really got me?
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