GOOD COMPANY

You give me three bad motherfuckers and you're finished
You understand me?
You're fucking finished
They call By, dog
They call me By
Man It's a celebration
We're pulling up on 30 so we've gotta park the 20s at the station
We can still kick it at Great Dane
If it makes sense
But if you're still chasing these little kids
We can't stay friends
All these events that we attend
Yeah they pay rent
We meet the promoter and we exchange tens
Then take shots, like "High 5, gents"
Then we just see where the night ends
As long as I'll be sleeping in my bed
Man I'm just really grateful for time spent
The luxury of building something new, something high-end
Man we had to start start fresh
My good brother's 2 year old's about to go start creche
Man, that boy is blessed 'cause his father's one of the best
People you'll meet bra in a city like this
My two brothers also super legit
Both 2 kids but they still makes time for the kid
I'm really fortunate
And plus they never forget
They'll tell you Please say the By, Please say the By
Open up your eyes
Bra, we're not the right click to minimize
Fuck these other guys
We walk in the room
Give you butterflies
Then soon as we leave it's like the sun at night
Put away your pride
Come give me a hug
We gon' be alright, ntwana no stress
It's part of the process
I'm a fuckin notorious podcast return guest
It's always good to talk about the progress
'Cause we always do shit
Yeah, I get nervous but I'm finished making excuses
Fuck you if you ever made me doubt the way I view shit
I mean, you see the shit that we're doing?
Man, are you stupid?
Just Watch The Throne, we'll show you parts of this Blueprint
Or you just, pull up to the Summit, man
Or book a consultation bring your money bag
Something like 100 grand
Used to make covers for like R200
Now that barely covers electricity fam, and you

If I want something to be done at this level
Nobody else will be able to get it at this level other than man
Like, I know exactly what it looks like in my head
The only reason I do second guess myself is if
Doubt comes from external places
It doesn't come from me
I'm not the type of person to sit down and think
Yho, am I actually doing this right? What's wrong?
I'm not like that
Same

There used be a time before the By, believe it or not
I probably would've signed to anyone who would give me a shot
But no one really wanted a piece of this thing that I've got
So I got out the queue and told the homies
"Save me a spot when you get to the front"
But I must've forgot
I was too busy mixing soup in the plot
I was too busy making moves on the clock
I was too busy doing things you would not
Think that an artist needed to do if they needed to pop
I got the agenda
I got the memo
Okay I stole it
When I was younger
My hands were shaky
I couldn't hold it
So I just put this shit on my shoulder
And I kinda chipped it
But I was thinking "Someone's gotta do it"
I fucking did it
I don't regret it
Might've slowed me down
But where I'm headed
Is very different
It's also quite a distance
It also might not even exist yet
But I had the vision
I could see it
I could smell it
I could feel it
I could taste it
I could be it
But very few would believe it
And they often confuse it
Might call it delusion
I met my one brother in Durban, while still a student
He helped me tap into the bigger picture beyond the music
And we would always strategize about the ways I could do it
If he thought I could do it
Fuck it I could do it
I'd pursue it
He knew I was stubborn
But I wasn't stupid
Now I'm fluent as fuck
I'm just thumbing through it
By the time that I did it
There was nothing to it