Music: Hard spitter
Highschool
A fool
Cool
I remember back in highschool
Bitches wouldn't check for me
They thought I was a fool
Now they tell me that my raps are good
Now all of a sudden a nigga all cool
I remember back in highschool
Bitches wouldn't check for me
They thought I was a fool
Now they tell me that my raps are good
Now all of a sudden a nigga all cool
Why would I stop
When I could just keep going
Writing raps the pen
Is always flowing
Ice cold like Palmer
I got the ground snowing
Middle fingers in the air
It's **** you if it's **** me
Taking my time growing
From my roots like a tree
I wouldn't choose
To be anybody else but me
Can't wait for days
To be booked for an appearance
And make em pay a fee
Ningangi thathi kancane angidlali nani
Pull up in the game ngibacimele isbani
Trapping on this beat but I'm not a trapper
Y'all be lying through
Y'all's teeth I can't **** with cappers
I be chilling with my homies
I don't **** with rappers
Tunnel vision only looking forward
I don't care about what's happening
Behind my back
If I feel a way I jot
It down and lay it on a track
Ngiyinkinga ngeke bakwazi ukungimela
Kulomculo mfanakithi ngiyayifela
I remember back in highschool
Bitches wouldn't check for me
They thought I was a fool
Now they tell me that my raps are good
Now all of a sudden a nigga all cool
I remember back in highschool
Bitches wouldn't check for me
They thought I was a fool
Now they tell me that my raps are good
Now all of a sudden a nigga all cool