For Certain

Audiomarc, please turn it up
At Nasty_CSA, follow or go missing

For certain (Yeah)
For certain (For certain)
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For certain
I do what I do (For certain)
I make it look cool (For certain)
I'm a fan of me too (For certain)
I make it look easy (For certain)

I got a family I'm feedin' (For certain)
I got a family I'm feedin' (For certain)
What is your reason for breathin'? (For certain)
What is your reason for breathin'? (For certain)
Is you just shitting and eatin'? (For certain)
What you go leave when you leavin'? (For certain)
How many missions completed? (For certain)
She want me bad, she fiendin'

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What's your purpose? (Uh)
What's your purpose, dawg?
Make her nervous, dawg
I make her nervous, dawg
She wants to see me, wanted the bros
Now she want the sausage
I got a Gucci purse but I'm straight as fuck
No rainbow bitch, no cousin
Like where would I be without all my niggas? I love them boys to death
We been running it up together, we ain't stop to take a breath
My twin, my shooter
That's my right hand, I'm his left
I start the whip and it sound like DMX
I tried to warn 'em about this IvySon shit, I guess they deaf
Leave them cooked like a chef
I won't need no fucking help and that's

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I do what I do (For certain)
I make it look cool (For certain)
I'm a fan of me too (For certain)
I make it look easy (For certain)
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Credits
Writer(s): Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
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