Respect
Take a look at life, tell me how you feel
I stay independent, mother fuck a deal
Ain't got no dependents, but dependent still on the ones who held me down
Since day one, that's for real
It's been a long time coming, this feel like all of a sudden
This feel like this nigga started something that started selling
I hear these complaining, like nigga why you yelling
Nobody buying your story 'cus ain't no story telling
Well in to this game, I've seen some truth and lies
If you chasing money or some fame, your getting euthanised
Scrutinise these niggas till they figure that to view demise is something of a blessing
When compared to tryna shoot with I
Suit and tie bravado when I'm in the studio
You sound like you drowning in the wave, you must be new to flow
You should know, for me it's just the usual
It's beautiful
I choose to go for broke 'cus I ain't got nothing to lose so
You can suck a dick, I don't got a fuck to give
I admit, I can toot my own horn a little bit
My bitch said, "Kill these rappers, kill them. mother fuckers dead"
So I did, no regrets
On my name throw some respect
You can suck a dick, I don't got a fuck to give
I admit, I can toot my own horn a little bit
My bitch said, "Kill these rappers, kill them. mother fuckers dead"
So I did, no regrets
On my name throw some respect
I stay independent, mother fuck a deal
Ain't got no dependents, but dependent still on the ones who held me down
Since day one, that's for real
It's been a long time coming, this feel like all of a sudden
This feel like this nigga started something that started selling
I hear these complaining, like nigga why you yelling
Nobody buying your story 'cus ain't no story telling
Well in to this game, I've seen some truth and lies
If you chasing money or some fame, your getting euthanised
Scrutinise these niggas till they figure that to view demise is something of a blessing
When compared to tryna shoot with I
Suit and tie bravado when I'm in the studio
You sound like you drowning in the wave, you must be new to flow
You should know, for me it's just the usual
It's beautiful
I choose to go for broke 'cus I ain't got nothing to lose so
You can suck a dick, I don't got a fuck to give
I admit, I can toot my own horn a little bit
My bitch said, "Kill these rappers, kill them. mother fuckers dead"
So I did, no regrets
On my name throw some respect
You can suck a dick, I don't got a fuck to give
I admit, I can toot my own horn a little bit
My bitch said, "Kill these rappers, kill them. mother fuckers dead"
So I did, no regrets
On my name throw some respect
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Writer(s): Logan Meintjes
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