Yea
Used to think it was easy when you got the game
Only thing that you just needed was the talent and then
They gon love you for your music and the pictures you paint
Prolly sing all of your songs cause they relate to your pain
The by product of that was the money and fame
A couple real bad groupies that go down when you say
Maybe coup a house buy a benz or maybe a range
That was the shit on my brain
And if its thinking it was positive ei
But dont blame me i was young and naïve
I was tryna be like rappers i just seen on tv
First song that i just wrote was about women and lean
And i never put it out cause i never had fees
But thank God i was only 14
Used to call women
Till I learned from my queen
That everybody got their reasons don't you judge what you see
I know i call my niggas nigga but remember you kings
That's facts
Ah
Life on the road bado ninasonga
Ah different expectations bado ninaroga
Look life hukuanga tricky when you getting older
Ah pressure and depression now you never sober
One advice you keep going ata kama ni noma
Cause tough times don't last they only make you just stronger
And i be back up in this bitch thought i already told ya
I'm getting better with time
I thought you already noticed
Ah
Yeah
Yeah rappers really gangster yeah I'm not convinced
Only shooters in the booth yeah I'm not for it
Bruh how you moving is just questioning
But I'm just liking all the confidence
But I aint judging what your method is
See we all tryna make some bread in it
Sometimes I wonder if my effort is
Will they love me for my eloquence
Or will they say i sound american
If i rap in swahili is it evidence
This typa conversations never end
They always tryna really judge you by the standards they set
They say a journey really starts with the smallest of steps
A King is only compared to the codes that they rep
I been three years rapping but its sounding like ten
I got respect from the vets the OGs whose next
I been known to kill a mic
Its time i got some respect , its time i got some respect
I mean yooo
Sticking with my words got alot to say
I'm picky with my energy so not today
Ah
I been checking scores i been far away
I lost a couple times but i just found my way
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Yea
Used to think it was easy when you got the game
Only thing that you just needed was the talent and then
They gon love you for your music and the pictures you paint
Prolly sing all of your songs cause they relate to your pain
The by product of that was the money and fame
A couple real bad groupies that go down when you say
Maybe coup a house buy a benz or maybe a range
That was the shit on my brain
And if its thinking it was positive ei
But dont blame me i was young and naïve
I was tryna be like rappers i just seen on tv
First song that i just wrote was about women and lean
And i never put it out cause i never had fees
But thank God i was only 14
Used to call women
Till I learned from my queen
That everybody got their reasons don't you judge what you see
I know i call my niggas nigga but remember you kings
That's facts
Ah
Life on the road bado ninasonga
Ah different expectations bado ninaroga
Look life hukuanga tricky when you getting older
Ah pressure and depression now you never sober
One advice you keep going ata kama ni noma
Cause tough times don't last they only make you just stronger
And i be back up in this bitch thought i already told ya
I'm getting better with time
I thought you already noticed
Ah
Yeah
Yeah rappers really gangster yeah I'm not convinced
Only shooters in the booth yeah I'm not for it
Bruh how you moving is just questioning
But I'm just liking all the confidence
But I aint judging what your method is
See we all tryna make some bread in it
Sometimes I wonder if my effort is
Will they love me for my eloquence
Or will they say i sound american
If i rap in swahili is it evidence
This typa conversations never end
They always tryna really judge you by the standards they set
They say a journey really starts with the smallest of steps
A King is only compared to the codes that they rep
I been three years rapping but its sounding like ten
I got respect from the vets the OGs whose next
I been known to kill a mic
Its time i got some respect , its time i got some respect
I mean yooo
Sticking with my words got alot to say
I'm picky with my energy so not today
Ah
I been checking scores i been far away
I lost a couple times but i just found my way
Used to think it was easy when you got the game
Only thing that you just needed was the talent and then
They gon love you for your music and the pictures you paint
Prolly sing all of your songs cause they relate to your pain
The by product of that was the money and fame
A couple real bad groupies that go down when you say
Maybe coup a house buy a benz or maybe a range
That was the shit on my brain
And if its thinking it was positive ei
But dont blame me i was young and naïve
I was tryna be like rappers i just seen on tv
First song that i just wrote was about women and lean
And i never put it out cause i never had fees
But thank God i was only 14
Used to call women
Till I learned from my queen
That everybody got their reasons don't you judge what you see
I know i call my niggas nigga but remember you kings
That's facts
Ah
Life on the road bado ninasonga
Ah different expectations bado ninaroga
Look life hukuanga tricky when you getting older
Ah pressure and depression now you never sober
One advice you keep going ata kama ni noma
Cause tough times don't last they only make you just stronger
And i be back up in this bitch thought i already told ya
I'm getting better with time
I thought you already noticed
Ah
Yeah
Yeah rappers really gangster yeah I'm not convinced
Only shooters in the booth yeah I'm not for it
Bruh how you moving is just questioning
But I'm just liking all the confidence
But I aint judging what your method is
See we all tryna make some bread in it
Sometimes I wonder if my effort is
Will they love me for my eloquence
Or will they say i sound american
If i rap in swahili is it evidence
This typa conversations never end
They always tryna really judge you by the standards they set
They say a journey really starts with the smallest of steps
A King is only compared to the codes that they rep
I been three years rapping but its sounding like ten
I got respect from the vets the OGs whose next
I been known to kill a mic
Its time i got some respect , its time i got some respect
I mean yooo
Sticking with my words got alot to say
I'm picky with my energy so not today
Ah
I been checking scores i been far away
I lost a couple times but i just found my way
Writer: Munene Kanampiu
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