Lately

I need the bag crazy
Had to cut the leeches what you Done Lately
Back when I was young
Could get the ladies
But now when I pull up
They begging on a daily

Stacking up the bag mfana Siyakola
Hustlers ambition
Competition getting smaller
Lately on my tedious shit
Cut of all the tyrants
Lately on my caeser shit
Pompeii know I'm coming

My art is like da Vinci
Except my Monalisa gorgeous
I came to make some history
Pardon me I'm on my calling
Ain't braking on the streets
We came with no warning
Thought you were out my league
Why you call me when you horny

It's drastic
My 2 second ass kick
Is nasty
Leave your wrapped in plastic
Like candy
When actually it's dandy
Beach waving like Sandy
You far from the action

I talk my shit cause I can back it
Many many times
Getting dust of my jacket
I fell so many times
You cant stand me
Watch me win a Grammy
Dedicate to granny

I need the bag crazy
Had to cut the leeches what you don't lately
All these niggas fake fake
Like candy
Chew em two seconds
Then you don't man it's saddening

I need the bag crazy
Had to cut the leeches what you Done Lately
Back when I was young
Could get the ladies
But now when I pull up
They begging on a daily



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Writer(s): Vuyelwa Mlotshwa
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