Courtesy Of

(I don't think we should talk anymore)
Walk in and make the whole function straight
You don't belong you spit in the paint
I'm on a boat and bro on a plane
All of them niggas still burping

I'm catchin' them all in a beer tonight
I'm giving it 10,000 hours
I'm doing it till I go get it right
Make the whole crib jump
Blow the whole bitch up

We ain't giving' no fuss
Told all my slimes we ain't giving it up
Forever relying on us
L'm going away in regards
I been on the low for too long

And they fucking know it's my time
And they know Faneto just can't be taught
The little kid just got it on lock
Swerving at speed in a all black truck
And they don't know that they can't touch us

Pushing and I'm pushing
And they know that l've been on a mission
Blocking out all the voices
They don't know about the life that I'm livin'

Just keep going boy
You got something
You got something special dawg
Trust me I only fuck with you
Because you're not like these other niggas
And I'm seeing that



Credits
Writer(s): Andile Kyrie Hlophe, Warona Molaoa
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