Goat Talk (feat. MashBeatz, Saudi & Zingah)

Mtshele angangenzeli itory umeqhamuka nami kzoshuba
Eish iqabunga lami lizohlupha
Bathi eyam ilight ngathi igqame kakhulu
(Sorry.?)
Okay angeke ke ngsabenzela ama hit, ngyayeka yonke lempahla
Hambocela abakini awungyeke ngaleyo ndaba
Hambocela ama skrr-skrr mina angsekho ke lapho
...Tsek!
Ungthola ngphethe iskeem so Delicious
I'm still so real it's in the ingredients of the realest
It's nothing to afford what you desire
When you know that you the Lawd of the entire
And you're focused of the fire, focused on a higher level
Not jus on the lime light and not jus on the mpahlas
S/O to my guys that we've RIP since last jarr
Eish

South Africa got a thing for this Motswako shit
They love it
Black chucks on my mans with the black skully
Out the trenches that's why the kid manouver gully
They might peel your top off like that nigga sully
Y'all got fat when we was starving man I'm fucking hungry
Mama cooking neck bones so we was never hungry
Used to post up in the strip until my nose was runny
Winter time but we was hot coz we was gettin money
And if we wasn't?
Was with the niggas gettin money
Conversatin gettin Money that's why they call me money
Got a shawdy from the nawdy and she look like money
Ngwana ask me ask me what I'm doin?
I say "gettin money"
I was prolly thinkin money in oulady tummy
I was born prematurely rushing to the money
I just got a mouth piece now I be talkin funny
Put it where my mouth is now I be talkin money

I was packing zips of powder
Pocket scales on kitchen counters
Now I make my city prouder
I can't live my life without her
She don't realise I'm really him so onale hong doubter
Smoking louder, onyakong clouter
I was once the king of powder
You need to realise you In the presence of a living legend
I could've died from Smith & Wessons
Took the L & called lessons
I can't be capping on the hood that shit no sense
I'm trying turn this mini one into a new Benz
I hope you know it's not a joke
Who would've thought a hood pope, would be the one who sells hope
When I was broke I sold dope
Sentimental what I'm spitting these are cold facts
Shit is very very cold you need a flu pack

I went permanent grill. Goat talk, Goat talk
Permanent grill, I got tired of taking it off
Plaque after plaque. Goat talk, Goat talk
Have you seen a mill? Goat talk, Goat talk
A million streams every month
A milli a milli
Whole two years I've been gone, they still ain't caught to me
Man it's the goatman the one and the only don't confuse me
Back on my BS, The whip I'm in topless, got boobies
335 IS, Lidla udown fall ku BBS
Phela nonke ningaba shana bami
Only reason yall turnt up cause I've been gone and it's obvious
Man fuck all that being humble ain't no one fucking with Saudi
Flow anything but normal
The furthest thing from sober
It ain't no gong back and forth, you mention me I get you murdered
Give the streets back to the owner
Get dome then I disown her
It ain't a rapper in this game I ain't inspired or I ain't wrote for



Credits
Writer(s): Nhlawulo Shipambuli Mashimbyi, Lehlohonolo Molefe, Tokelo Mdb Moyakhe, Lutendo Matthews Kungoane, Sithembiso Simelane, Themba Damian Keli, Anele Mbisha
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