90s Fantasies

Yeah
All these 90s fantasies on my mind
Fuck hoes, get money, homie stay on the grind
Gotta watch out for these niggas cos they want what's mine

Yeah
I need a bitch like Janet Jackson
Dark melanin, with a fly altitude that match my thug attitude
Prolly rob a bank on some gangster luv shit
Nothing less for my bitch
Put that pussy on the pedestal, that's some shit i hardly do
I'ma smooth operator, like Sade
You deserve to be displayed in an art gallery
Sadly, in the world we living in
The lust lasts longer than the love
So it's kind of hard to trust
Rightfully so
Let's roll a blunt, pour some wine, you could sip it slow
Get lost inside the moment, take time to cherish it
Cos Tomorrow's not promised, to any of us
Typa shit that got me rolllin' cannibas
Pose for the cameras
These hoes so scandalous
Versace sunglass for the future that's ahead of us
They could try to cancel us
I don't give a fuck
Tbh, it aint really got me stuck
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
You could draft em all, i got mine
She doesn't throw shade, she just shines
Like a diamond in the rough
Real nigga with a gentle touch
She told me that she never heard of such
It's not your fault, i mean you really just been fuckin with lames
No names
I'm too far, to get caught up in that
Yeah

All these 90s fantasies on my mind
Fuck hoes, get money, homie stay on the grind
Gotta watch out for these niggas cos they want what's mine
They tryna block my shine
Tryna dim my light
But i don't mind all that, i got all these 90s fantasies on my mind
Fuck hoes, get money, homie stay on the grind
Gotta watch out for these niggas cos they want what's mine
They tryna block my shine
Tryna dim my light
But i don't mind all that, i got these 90s fantasies on my mind
Let a young nigga shine
I'm tryna have my time, nigga my time is now
Yeah, my sound divine
They tryna block my shine
Tryna dim my light,
But i don't mind all that, i got these 90s fantasies on my mind
Fuck hoes, get money, homie stay on the grind
Gotta watch out for these niggas cos they want what's mine

Yeah.
Demotivated, uninspired
There's more to life than chasing hoes & getting high
I had to learn that shit the hard way, we had the stu smokey like Chris Tucker on Friday
No moral compasses, we had find our own direction
Lost some niggas on the way, i had to learn my lesson
But nevertheless, i'm moving with a different attitude
Gotta show some gratitude towards my mother cos she sacrificed a lot for this lifestyle
Although we tend to disagree a lot, she been praying for me since i was a little boy crawling in my cot
Dancing with the devil, hoping i don't lose my step
Gotta let go, when you can't grow, that's the shit i accept
Can't picture living life without rap, never that
I got rap on my back, alongside the city, lookin' like I'm Quasemodo
Clout demons posted up, tryna take a photo
Her nigga gettin' cropped tho
Yeah, you know the motto



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Writer(s): Philasande Mabaso
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