I'm talking to the Lord but I know the devil listens
He throw me off the course
He don't want me learning lessons on God
I hope and I pray I don't fall
I'm giving everything
It's so wrong
Why you prey on me
There's nothing left to give
When you take it all don't sleep
Talking with my mama
Talking about my trauma
I just hated the drama
The least was taken from us
We got it back, they saw us
We got it back, they saw us
These niggas never loved us
They just wanna sing in chorus like
I wasn't meant to fail and I don't think that I would start now
Home is where I'd go if I'm ever finding no love
Bitches really cold
They turn your heart into a playground
They be breaking souls like they never had their own now
Business
Reppin' it
Those stalkers say follow me
Crossed out all my other needs so I don't shine if don't follow me
These days
More cake
Got me gaining all those calories
Making money on my dark days while I stack it up to a Sunday like
Reppin' all them week days but on some days I'll ghost ya
Wash tumble and dry all these rappers like my clothes ya
No beef this side
I like it ironed out and folded
21 yeah friendship growing strong and we coping ya
Rappers have a tendency following cloud
This ain't what you made for the year
What you addressing now
Tone less rappers on this classic beat acting like clowns
I'd make all bangers for you
I don't care how it runs
If you got a problem let's address it
Go pound for a pound
It's all love for the 16
Respecting a life with a sound
It's all superstition
Look how you cowering now
If I take one for the squad then them niggas holding me down
Long live the king at coronation
I'm snatching the crown
Those diamonds are pressure for the cullinan people in south
Entering a war zone while walking
You niggas can crouch
F*ck legislation
If it's sliding with pigs and them cowards
F*ck how you paying stimulus but you never empower
Tick tock
This minute, second wasted
Are added into hours
My boys in the hood get 350s and hang with revolvers
For all the time wasted and rabbit holes
Searching for honour
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I'm talking to the Lord but I know the devil listens
He throw me off the course
He don't want me learning lessons on God
I hope and I pray I don't fall
I'm giving everything
It's so wrong
Why you prey on me
There's nothing left to give
When you take it all don't sleep
Talking with my mama
Talking about my trauma
I just hated the drama
The least was taken from us
We got it back, they saw us
We got it back, they saw us
These niggas never loved us
They just wanna sing in chorus like
I wasn't meant to fail and I don't think that I would start now
Home is where I'd go if I'm ever finding no love
Bitches really cold
They turn your heart into a playground
They be breaking souls like they never had their own now
Business
Reppin' it
Those stalkers say follow me
Crossed out all my other needs so I don't shine if don't follow me
These days
More cake
Got me gaining all those calories
Making money on my dark days while I stack it up to a Sunday like
Reppin' all them week days but on some days I'll ghost ya
Wash tumble and dry all these rappers like my clothes ya
No beef this side
I like it ironed out and folded
21 yeah friendship growing strong and we coping ya
Rappers have a tendency following cloud
This ain't what you made for the year
What you addressing now
Tone less rappers on this classic beat acting like clowns
I'd make all bangers for you
I don't care how it runs
If you got a problem let's address it
Go pound for a pound
It's all love for the 16
Respecting a life with a sound
It's all superstition
Look how you cowering now
If I take one for the squad then them niggas holding me down
Long live the king at coronation
I'm snatching the crown
Those diamonds are pressure for the cullinan people in south
Entering a war zone while walking
You niggas can crouch
F*ck legislation
If it's sliding with pigs and them cowards
F*ck how you paying stimulus but you never empower
Tick tock
This minute, second wasted
Are added into hours
My boys in the hood get 350s and hang with revolvers
For all the time wasted and rabbit holes
Searching for honour
He throw me off the course
He don't want me learning lessons on God
I hope and I pray I don't fall
I'm giving everything
It's so wrong
Why you prey on me
There's nothing left to give
When you take it all don't sleep
Talking with my mama
Talking about my trauma
I just hated the drama
The least was taken from us
We got it back, they saw us
We got it back, they saw us
These niggas never loved us
They just wanna sing in chorus like
I wasn't meant to fail and I don't think that I would start now
Home is where I'd go if I'm ever finding no love
Bitches really cold
They turn your heart into a playground
They be breaking souls like they never had their own now
Business
Reppin' it
Those stalkers say follow me
Crossed out all my other needs so I don't shine if don't follow me
These days
More cake
Got me gaining all those calories
Making money on my dark days while I stack it up to a Sunday like
Reppin' all them week days but on some days I'll ghost ya
Wash tumble and dry all these rappers like my clothes ya
No beef this side
I like it ironed out and folded
21 yeah friendship growing strong and we coping ya
Rappers have a tendency following cloud
This ain't what you made for the year
What you addressing now
Tone less rappers on this classic beat acting like clowns
I'd make all bangers for you
I don't care how it runs
If you got a problem let's address it
Go pound for a pound
It's all love for the 16
Respecting a life with a sound
It's all superstition
Look how you cowering now
If I take one for the squad then them niggas holding me down
Long live the king at coronation
I'm snatching the crown
Those diamonds are pressure for the cullinan people in south
Entering a war zone while walking
You niggas can crouch
F*ck legislation
If it's sliding with pigs and them cowards
F*ck how you paying stimulus but you never empower
Tick tock
This minute, second wasted
Are added into hours
My boys in the hood get 350s and hang with revolvers
For all the time wasted and rabbit holes
Searching for honour
Writer: Tobane Kekana, Bryan Dube
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