Bang (feat. Khuli Chana)
This shit is guaranteed to bang
Call me first prince when I land
No symbols in my name
Just a pocket full dreams and a plan
Pack staying fingers in the bank
Flip a middle finger to the man
Niggas got the rules all bent
Double bed on a pavement (Why)
'Cause street cred never paid rent
They never felt base in a light grey benz
Twenty inch rims and thirty percent tip
Walk around town like a bunch of made men
You never made Rands so you never made sense
Nah everybody stay fresh
Champagne warfare but we're in the same trench
This life that's so beautiful
Only time I get to see my fam is a funeral
Damn you don't believe me yet
Got a couple of baby cousins who ain't see me yet (That's true)
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
I grew up since pops screwed up
Mom introduced me to God
Give me to God heavy shoot up
As the pain grows like a tumor
I stay afloat keep flowing
Kea ichuma ke itshutla dikeledi
Though my eyes cry no more
So that happens when you left out in the cold for so long (So wrong)
Still wonder why he left me
Wish I didn't give a shit
Wishing ne go le bonolo
I still pour a lil' liqour le ha phela
Oulady ke lefetwa I'm still morning magogo
So I can't speak, kea tlalelwa kea tshologa lyrically
I'm drowning in my sorrow
You follow go
Blood clot mo pelong yaka
Reflecting on bophelo ba ka
I thank my uncle a million buck
Who taught me to pop you up and no sucker punch
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
They wanna know who I do it for
Bitches who've never been booty called
But know the difference when duty calls
Every fallen legend who we knew before
We applaud once upon a time my position was yours
Stay humble wait make the dinner plate crumble
Stay fair but the stomach got the same crumble
They never played fair better late
They never made mommy say prayers (Concrete jungle)
So we pray for better days till I take care
To you the keys of my heart belong
Play it like symphonies?
Apologies to my niece who I can't see more
Like the world is a disco ball
And God is a DJ dropping all the hits I'm on
Wherever I'm at I know you miss me
Stay close to the screen so you can kiss me
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
Call me first prince when I land
No symbols in my name
Just a pocket full dreams and a plan
Pack staying fingers in the bank
Flip a middle finger to the man
Niggas got the rules all bent
Double bed on a pavement (Why)
'Cause street cred never paid rent
They never felt base in a light grey benz
Twenty inch rims and thirty percent tip
Walk around town like a bunch of made men
You never made Rands so you never made sense
Nah everybody stay fresh
Champagne warfare but we're in the same trench
This life that's so beautiful
Only time I get to see my fam is a funeral
Damn you don't believe me yet
Got a couple of baby cousins who ain't see me yet (That's true)
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
I grew up since pops screwed up
Mom introduced me to God
Give me to God heavy shoot up
As the pain grows like a tumor
I stay afloat keep flowing
Kea ichuma ke itshutla dikeledi
Though my eyes cry no more
So that happens when you left out in the cold for so long (So wrong)
Still wonder why he left me
Wish I didn't give a shit
Wishing ne go le bonolo
I still pour a lil' liqour le ha phela
Oulady ke lefetwa I'm still morning magogo
So I can't speak, kea tlalelwa kea tshologa lyrically
I'm drowning in my sorrow
You follow go
Blood clot mo pelong yaka
Reflecting on bophelo ba ka
I thank my uncle a million buck
Who taught me to pop you up and no sucker punch
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
They wanna know who I do it for
Bitches who've never been booty called
But know the difference when duty calls
Every fallen legend who we knew before
We applaud once upon a time my position was yours
Stay humble wait make the dinner plate crumble
Stay fair but the stomach got the same crumble
They never played fair better late
They never made mommy say prayers (Concrete jungle)
So we pray for better days till I take care
To you the keys of my heart belong
Play it like symphonies?
Apologies to my niece who I can't see more
Like the world is a disco ball
And God is a DJ dropping all the hits I'm on
Wherever I'm at I know you miss me
Stay close to the screen so you can kiss me
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who've been gone
Post up I never really leave home
Don't stop giving me what I need love
Credits
Writer(s): Kiernan Jarryd Forbes, Khulani Ngubesizwe Morule
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