Standards

I've been under the track
Pushing the racks
Lowkey and moving them back
Sounds like an attack

Nah I gotta keep keeping the map
You see I see where it's at
A round of a clap
Another round cause I'm black

I'm talking bout rap
It is what it is let's make it a rap
We done uh Nah I'm just kidding That's cap

We moving the racks
We making them clap it is what it is we talking about black
We making big p's but we gotta make
Sure we tease the ease, the mother Fucking breese
We holding the keys

I saw you in the light you saw me it Was bright
I thought you were my wife
I thought you were my life
I saw you In the light
You saw me it was bright
I thought You were my wife
I thought you were my life

Turns out you were right
You were right
You the vision it was sight
It's like
I couldn't believe what you perceived
It's a secret to me
It's a secret to we

You smoking the trees
I had to take off my weave so that You could see the real me
The me that bleeds the me that Screams
When you're not around
I can't find the keys
It's killing my knees
Please we holding the keys

I saw you in the light, you saw me, it Was bright
I thought you were my wife
I thought you were my life
I saw you in the light
You saw me it was bright
I thought you were my wife
I thought you were my life



Credits
Writer(s): Kgolagano Ndebele
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