Ordained Priest
To answer your question
I used to seek validation, it was a need
Until I
Didn't care anymore
And it set me free
So, are you a nice person
Hmm, well
I'm not nice but I'm real
I usually foresee things and talk about them so much to my friends and they think I'm Preaching
I keep it 100, I have to be me
Back in the city they think that I'm mean
There are no riders and nothing is sweet
But if they want the smoke then I'm back in the streets
I don't want a doctor for non of my problems, they'd probably tell me to heal with a pill
They know I'm stoner, got mary and nikki, we hitting it raw, you can chill with the pill
Rap stresses but it pays great
Or so I've heard some of the greats say
Some people are probably poverty ridden
And are probably awaiting their death day
But I'm chasing the paper just to get paid
I still won't be trapped in the rat race
I'm still running, not the same pace
You know the saying, things change
But damn, ko kasi ba tletse leyatso
Bao batla ka zaka le sdwadlho,
Probably a Polo e dlalang piano
I'm chasing an AP, ha kena le nako
They giving me lip?
I'd give them an ear but ha bana le sthaso
Ba tletse di chain tse shine-nang ka brasso
But then ha bana le brasso
Tell them their time is up
Itchayile
The son on the rise, he up
Le chabile
It's a new dawn magazi
Le chabile
I swear I'm on ten or plus
Ke thabile
You wanna get on my level and dance with the devil
I wish you luck
You wanna battle and tackle for medals
Or meddle with all of us
I don't wanna stress
You wanna be all depressed
You wanna fold when they test
You wanna give it a rest
You never give it your best
There's more but you heading for less
Touching their hearts, you should aim for the neck
Empty theirs pockets and get you a check
Murder their models and get you respect
But then I cannot attest
I'm not a thief, I'm a priest
I got the light and I need my apostles to see
I had to give them the key
I told them to open the doors and they creaked
We all say we're different, it makes us the same
Some of them said they would switch up the game
Some of them switch up a genre and change
My journey is different I'm still in my lane
I'm still in my lane
Yeah
I used to seek validation, it was a need
Until I
Didn't care anymore
And it set me free
So, are you a nice person
Hmm, well
I'm not nice but I'm real
I usually foresee things and talk about them so much to my friends and they think I'm Preaching
I keep it 100, I have to be me
Back in the city they think that I'm mean
There are no riders and nothing is sweet
But if they want the smoke then I'm back in the streets
I don't want a doctor for non of my problems, they'd probably tell me to heal with a pill
They know I'm stoner, got mary and nikki, we hitting it raw, you can chill with the pill
Rap stresses but it pays great
Or so I've heard some of the greats say
Some people are probably poverty ridden
And are probably awaiting their death day
But I'm chasing the paper just to get paid
I still won't be trapped in the rat race
I'm still running, not the same pace
You know the saying, things change
But damn, ko kasi ba tletse leyatso
Bao batla ka zaka le sdwadlho,
Probably a Polo e dlalang piano
I'm chasing an AP, ha kena le nako
They giving me lip?
I'd give them an ear but ha bana le sthaso
Ba tletse di chain tse shine-nang ka brasso
But then ha bana le brasso
Tell them their time is up
Itchayile
The son on the rise, he up
Le chabile
It's a new dawn magazi
Le chabile
I swear I'm on ten or plus
Ke thabile
You wanna get on my level and dance with the devil
I wish you luck
You wanna battle and tackle for medals
Or meddle with all of us
I don't wanna stress
You wanna be all depressed
You wanna fold when they test
You wanna give it a rest
You never give it your best
There's more but you heading for less
Touching their hearts, you should aim for the neck
Empty theirs pockets and get you a check
Murder their models and get you respect
But then I cannot attest
I'm not a thief, I'm a priest
I got the light and I need my apostles to see
I had to give them the key
I told them to open the doors and they creaked
We all say we're different, it makes us the same
Some of them said they would switch up the game
Some of them switch up a genre and change
My journey is different I'm still in my lane
I'm still in my lane
Yeah
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