Southern Born Kings - Nothing Came Easy, Vol. 1

Kulture (feat. Forbe$, Taye Hicks & Slawsin Blue)

I make racks with the jazz like I'm Buddy Bolden
It feels like 19
I do it for the culture

Yo Forbe$ you got that beat bro

I make racks with the jazz like I'm Buddy Bolden
It feels like 1985 in this motherfucker
Ah, I do it for the kulture like a Migo nigga
I don't do it for the chain just respect for the game
I make racks with the jazz like I'm Buddy Bolden
It feels like 1985 in this motherfucker
I do it for the kulture like a Migo nigga
I don't do it for the chain just respect for the game
I make racks with the jazz like I'm Buddy Bolden
It feels like 1985 in this motherfucker
I do it for the kulture like a Migo nigga
I don't do it for the chain just respect for the game

I'm old school my blood new I pass through your bitch drool
You left in her rear view
She discard all your jewels
The chain round her neck ain't lease no,release bro
I change her mind so fast
Goodbye bro,its tickets
Got me tripping and thinking
Shit why's the loyalty sinking
I can't protest nor give answers
Cause I am part of the problem
But I won't stop I'm a rapper
Just do the math I will never
To my persona that's slander
The propaganda a faction
Its like the game full of lames
So I gotta maintain
Fuck the fame
Full of rage
I just need a damn stage
Get a clue, who is you
I'm the motherfucking proof
And when I'm in the booth
Ima crucify these dudes
Hey, lately I've been going through some changes
All my old friends used to lane switch
Man that's that shit that made me
Fake ass niggas don't phase me
Take this shit back to the 80's
When the lyrics and the verses really mattered
All my exes know I'm a savage
Got the streets calling me the baddest

I make racks with the jazz like I'm Buddy Bolden
It feels like 1985 in this motherfucker
I do it for the kulture like a Migo nigga
I don't do it for the chain just respect for the game
I make racks with the jazz like I'm Buddy Bolden
It feels like 1985 in this motherfucker
I do it for the kulture like a Migo nigga
I don't do it for the chain just respect for the game

Blue flames is so luminous in my mind
Got me thinking back to the baddest of times
Real niggas dying fighting wars with the truth
Now I'm fighting back defending em in the booth
Gotta be strapped on my victory lap
Ima shoot back when they come for the axe
Gotta be strapped on my victory lap
Ima shoot back when they come for the axe nigga

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Writer(s): Damian Louw
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