Vi$ion

This that plug talk
Straight out the fucking mud talk
Can't spit it if you ain't out the slums talk

Mission
I gotta stay on the mission
Tsweri di ntwanyana in the ghetto
They need me to win for the trenches, trenches
Glisten
Jeka moqwebo it glisten
Yea I been out the city but I came back
Just to give them the vision (vision)

Young nigga Dough Boy came up from the corner
Give a fuck about the politicin
Young nigga broke boy I ain't have the PS
Used to hit the Bodega for Tekken
I had a shawdy ko Milner bro I had a broad ko new vision

I had division
Before I had bands
I had the vision
Before I had fans
I had the vision
Brody no Bart Simpson

But he draw like cartoons 'cause he saw niggas die in his visions
I do not freestyle
Style isn't free
My shit expensive
Love all the mentions but me and your fave isn't mentioned
'Cause I do not rap for attention
Up in the floor seats they got swords hie
My youngens is fencing

Fencing
On guard!
Attention
Mad tings in my mentions
Suna banyana you see on the telly mabitso I'm never gone mention

Glisten
Glisten
See my moqwebo it glisten?
I was with Mubarak le Glosso Mabala corneng Bobo a di dala
Tussen
Tussen
Tseni mo gaming ek is tussen
We in a vura daai deng ere Vrrrr!

Priddy ugly that's the engine
Gcogile mpahla yo ku dura I ain't a sgura
But the spaan we was benching
Where mama stay I hear ootas next to the sewers
It's Iraq in the trenches

Mission
I gotta stay on the mission
Tsweri di ntwanyana in the ghetto
They need me to win for the trenches, trenches
Glisten
Jeka moqwebo it glisten
Yea I been out the city but I came back
Just to give them the vision, vision

Yea go go hmm yea go go (go go go)
Who you know got the trap jumping like pogo
Made five tracks in the morning while you still yawning
Popping like coco
I light that bitch up like a torch, I talk to the Lord
He say, "you on top you know"
She giving me brain like a dork
It's ten out of ten ticking the boxes whoa
Blxckie Somnyama on top of the building

I might jump off and then land like a kitten
I cannot take an L what you thought my nigga
He was talking that shit now he gone he missing
I was struggling but now I found the vision
All these blessings man I swear they bound to listen
I'm so focussed I never forgot the mission
Tell the label to stop all that calling man I'm busy

Yea, ayyy, gogo
Man stop all that capping and say what you know
I'm in my hood and I feel like the pope
Laugh in your face your whole click is a joke
And if you don't know where I be
I'm still in the streets the grill is still green oh yes
Don't gotta know all the deets, still under sheets
Still got a brief oh yes

And I cannot mess with you niggas
I talk to the Gs I talk to the fiends oh yes
They say I should show them the way
They wanna get free, they beggin and pleadin oh yes
And that's all the pressure on me, man what do I man who do I be
I feel like Mohammed Ali
I struggle to breathe I'm under the sea oh yes
And bro don't fall stay consistent pick up the pace (pick up the pace)
Big ol' expensive chain, the lights just jump out the face
(Jump out the face)
I gotta respect the art it's putting this food on my plate
I gotta respect the art it's turning me into the greatest
(The greatest)

Mission
I gotta stay on the mission
Tsweri di ntwanyana in the ghetto
They need me to win for the trenches, trenches
Glisten
Jeka moqwebo it glisten
Yea I been out the city but I came back
Just to give them the vision

I Hope I make it out the ghetto alive, lil whoadie hit a lick and died
I Remember at ten years oId, had a toy Glizzy on the side
And they still plotting on the side
I bet you can't reach if you tried
Skir kop Ke ty, mamazala ari why
Two K for the airforce, le boot sauce, ke nyoso
Deep stal, ke course ene three star mo jawso
I just couldn't wait to be on
When they started switching I was gone
I was selling dope for a job and I never thought I was wrong (plug)
Head honcho, El santo, with a poncho for the Honduras
FaceTime for the convo, I got wild thoughts but I'm humble
I just put It on the scale
If the plug fronts it's a favor
Dirty cops in the field, only picking up for the paper (hello)



Credits
Writer(s): Lesedi Denzel Molefe, Lethlogonolo Molefe, Lutendo Kungoane, Sihle Sithole, Tokelo Moyakhe
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