Music: Itumeleng Fortune Mdluli
Right ?
Now put your hands up
Now put your hands up Yeah
Ay!! I Pull up
In my old skool chevy ride
It's just me
And my bros we too lifted , yeah
Highly spiritual
We plotting bright ideas
And I was floating
Alabamans under ocean
It twisted my own reality
I gave em harmony
I move along monopoly
I move along my cheese
I'm flying Indonesian
My boys got binoculars
Yeah we too fly
I've been making noise from A-Town
Just look at us , I'm too wavy
I been Chilling in my living room
Drowning on my sorrows coz
I'm almost
Chilling by the spot light
Fleshing like a photograph
It's harder to find like ?
My overloaded passion
Coz I'm international
Deeper in my roots
Unconditional loving
I just back it up
Smoothly in my groove
Fortune on the rise
I just caught them by surprise
They just see me thru devices
They couldn't even tell
I'm from the ghetto
Symphonies they sympathise
I hypnotise they generals
Spirit of
Lord Marcus Harvey inside of me
Prodigy mind state...
Let me paint a canvas
Profound galaxy
They sugarcoat my calibre
All I ever wanted was to elevate
Till I reach the pearly gates
I Meditate my inner peace
I'm taking all my advice from the moon
Im dwelling in my conscience 24/7
I Capture every moment on a video
I'm tapping in my beast spirit animal
Somewhere 'round the avenue
Fortune got the cookie jar
My pivotal standard
Glisten with my lucky charmer
I only take you higher
Baby you can rock with me
You ****ing with the winner babe
My winter real
Feels like December Imagine !
We only gon finnese em
Every time I pull up
With my funky funky fashion
It's expensive get it ? Ah !