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You give me three bad motherfuckers and you're finished You understand me? You're fucking finished They call By, dog They call me By Man It's a celebration We're pulling up on 30 so we've gotta park the 20s at the station We can still kick it at Great Dane If it makes sense But if you're still chasing these little kids We can't stay friends All these events that we attend Yeah they pay rent We meet the promoter and we exchange tens Then take shots, like "High 5, gents" Then we just see where the night ends As long as I'll be sleeping in my bed Man I'm just really grateful for time spent The luxury of building something new, something high-end Man we had to start start fresh My good brother's 2 year old's about to go start creche Man, that boy is blessed 'cause his father's one of the best People you'll meet bra in a city like this My two brothers also super legit Both 2 kids but they still makes time for the kid I'm really fortunate And plus they never forget They'll tell you Please say the By, Please say the By Open up your eyes Bra, we're not the right click to minimize Fuck these other guys We walk in the room Give you butterflies Then soon as we leave it's like the sun at night Put away your pride Come give me a hug We gon' be alright, ntwana no stress It's part of the process I'm a fuckin notorious podcast return guest It's always good to talk about the progress 'Cause we always do shit Yeah, I get nervous but I'm finished making excuses Fuck you if you ever made me doubt the way I view shit I mean, you see the shit that we're doing? Man, are you stupid? Just Watch The Throne, we'll show you parts of this Blueprint Or you just, pull up to the Summit, man Or book a consultation bring your money bag Something like 100 grand Used to make covers for like R200 Now that barely covers electricity fam, and you If I want something to be done at this level Nobody else will be able to get it at this level other than man Like, I know exactly what it looks like in my head The only reason I do second guess myself is if Doubt comes from external places It doesn't come from me I'm not the type of person to sit down and think Yho, am I actually doing this right? What's wrong? I'm not like that Same There used be a time before the By, believe it or not I probably would've signed to anyone who would give me a shot But no one really wanted a piece of this thing that I've got So I got out the queue and told the homies "Save me a spot when you get to the front" But I must've forgot I was too busy mixing soup in the plot I was too busy making moves on the clock I was too busy doing things you would not Think that an artist needed to do if they needed to pop I got the agenda I got the memo Okay I stole it When I was younger My hands were shaky I couldn't hold it So I just put this shit on my shoulder And I kinda chipped it But I was thinking "Someone's gotta do it" I fucking did it I don't regret it Might've slowed me down But where I'm headed Is very different It's also quite a distance It also might not even exist yet But I had the vision I could see it I could smell it I could feel it I could taste it I could be it But very few would believe it And they often confuse it Might call it delusion I met my one brother in Durban, while still a student He helped me tap into the bigger picture beyond the music And we would always strategize about the ways I could do it If he thought I could do it Fuck it I could do it I'd pursue it He knew I was stubborn But I wasn't stupid Now I'm fluent as fuck I'm just thumbing through it By the time that I did it There was nothing to it