Lyrics: Thomson Nasser
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Walking in streets of Lusaka, the people is staring and talking bout look he got horns
I'm not surprised I bring fire like Lucifer I think they staring the kid is the goat
My ex had promised infinity she turned her back on me not in the bedroom of course
Though she used to do it a lot, this time around I hope the Lord will just turn her to salt
On some real shit, I ain't had a good night or good night's sleep, in a minute but I'm in the building
And I'm ready to scribble and spit shit
All my niggas is dawgs, no leesh shit
And you prolly thought I couldn't spit shit, on some drill shit
Thought I told you I eat beats, every kind ain't no difference and I'm dif-fer-en-tly bred in the heart of LSK Town
I'm at the point where I'd rather lose friends than money my nigga call me what you want
But don't you call me when you want something, when I needed somebody you wasn't around
We not alike my nigga, I'm focused on money, you focused on dripping and drowning
I do not drip but I'm drowning in kitty
I'm drowning in thoughts
Put that on my city, I'm doing the most
Put that on P. Diddy, you know that I'm with it, I'm winning alongside the baddest of boys
I gotta get money ain't no other choice
Chifundo Road streets, I'ma lend them my voice
Chifundo Road streets I been making the noise
I do it till she won't be missing her toys
On God, don't you **** with me, I'll cause you pain in ways so awful...aw....offaly
Just call on me, I'll lead you to the armory
But call on he for calvary and harmony
My flow's unique, I'm killing beats thoughtfully, I talk to God inaudibly, obviously, cause these demons was recording me, they knew my plans but ain't no stopping me
I'm Steph Curry when I lob the 3, and fade away so flawlessly
You sleep on me, get off of Tee
I'm all for peace, unless you wanna start with me.
I bring the heat, you'd think I'm from Adolfs regime
I bring the heat, Chirundu on September 3
I bring the heat like Shaka so you better flee
I bring the heat like where the devil build his crib
I bring the heat, a dragon everytime I breath
I speak the truth, don't you be so quick to rule me out the greatest list I am not a newbie
I spit profusely, he acting gang, he only tough on news feeds
That childish bullshyt does not amuse me
I'm one of one, my nigga don't confuse me
With rappers who barely spark, I leave the booth lit
I eat beats, but I'm super choosy
Like my kicks when they hit hard like Bruce Lee
And let them consume me
Being untrustworthy is one way to lose me.
Nasser