Sometimes

Fee-fye-foe-feelings
Nothing new, never do on stage

I need a break (Sometimes)
I keep my aim (Sometimes)
I need my space (Sometimes)
When I'm in my fee-fye-foe-feelings
I know what it takes (Sometimes)
Hope you relate (Sometimes)
Losing ain't nothing new
But I never do on stage
I need a break (Sometimes)
I keep my aim (Sometimes)
I need my space (Sometimes)
When I'm in my fee-fye-foe-feelings
I know what it takes (Sometimes)
Hope you relate (Sometimes)
Losing ain't nothing new
But I never do on stage

New life coming with some bad habits
Cigarettes for the stress
Sidestepping ashy n*ggas
Trying to flex in the madness
We some madmen, writing glyphs high
On some passion you can only make a plan with
When money come like a drug for a junkie
In a backroom looking for a cash in
When rabbit holes turn to rapids for the ration
Like light coming through when I'm anxious
On the mike I could take you to Atlantis
On the mike I could make do when I make it
Only ever need a nigga's word on the pay-slip
Lines like jewels leave a n*gga jaded
Chosen in a room full of chaff gets so grim
When I reap maize for the taking
So slim, when your chances come with baseheads
Coming up in a land full of racists
Cool cliques, no verve for the vagrants
Coming up with a sleeve full of aces
No spades, my grave in the making
Coming down with a view of the matrix
Disturbed, these words never saved them
Coming down with a mood for the same sh*t
For the same sh*t

I need a break (Sometimes)
I keep my aim (Sometimes)
I need my space (Sometimes)
When I'm in my fee-fye-foe-feelings
I know what it takes (Sometimes)
Hope you relate (Sometimes)
Losing ain't nothing new
But I never do on stage

Fuck the glitch and the game you rig
Real, real with a phantom lip
You're an anchor to a sinking ship
Why you fucking with my acid trip
I need my money with the land you kept
Fuck your lists, man I spit for clips
That rang empty on a woman, child, man
So black as death
The bloodline punch lines for Chris
Cut ties when I clench the clip,
For a sea full of clenching fists
Boardrooms never made amends
Might move like the blame you shift
Blame you for the same offence
Takes two to relay the sin
I say you were never made for this
Nah, you could never the shake the kid
Fact: I intimidate you b*tch
2020 with a slight to stitch
The vibe's like a Mai Tai for a masochist

I need a break (Sometimes)
I keep my aim (Sometimes)
I need my space (Sometimes)
When I'm in my fee-fye-foe-feelings
I know what it takes (Sometimes)
Hope you relate (Sometimes)
Losing ain't nothing new
But I never do on stage
I need a break (Sometimes)
I keep my aim (Sometimes)
I need my space (Sometimes)
When I'm in my fee-fye-foe-feelings
I know what it takes (Sometimes)
Hope you relate (Sometimes)
Losing ain't nothing new
But I never do on stage



Credits
Writer(s): Lungelo Dlamini
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