[Intro: A-Reece]

(Elöhim, you home?)

Right

Yeah

[Verse: A-Reece]

So much for puttin' my heart inside of this game

So much for sharin’ my honesty and the pain

So much for choosin' the fortune over the fame

Even after all of that I was able to entertain

While hopin' I could still look in the mirror the same way, yeah

It doesn’t take a lot to comprehend when you genuinely relate

Spray ground duffles full of original haze

Residuals paid, I don't believe in doing' shit in vain

Been around low lives and high-rollers

Chose to make the music to show 'en another way

'Cause, what's a general to an army of blind soldiers?

Gotta encourage my brothers to make a change

They set us up for failure, that shit is really depraved

I'd rather not give up than sit around and complain

Really in my city I'm Ziggy out in the Cape

Need to be around some love like Mitch talkin’ to Ace

Find me in the club like 50 and Dr. Dre (Yeah)

I’m the one who the locals really embrace

When I decided I gotta get to it

It was only right that I came up with the family unit

Couldn't prove the haters wrong without making improvements

Tryna count me up some Euros and cop me a Urus (Yeah)

And the story’s unfinished

Still movin' without fear, we ain't settin' on limits (Yeah)

Highly committed, they will never admit it

They forgot it was the boy they were tryna mimic

There’s levels to shit, I'm just tryna show you the difference (I know)

It seemed delusional in the beginnin' (Yeah)

But I could never crumble at crunch time

This time I'm, no longer just wide-eyed and tongue tied (Yeah)

[Chorus: A-Reece, Kwazi M, A-Recee & kwazi M]

Even though these niggas knew I was a threat before I ever came of age

So much for crossin' out lyrics over the page

So much for stayin' up late doing those tapes (Yeah)

So much

I can handle so much

So much

[Verse 2: Kwazi M]

Stars knew my name

Knew my fate before I knew the fight

Before the fake love

I was warned 'bout the fame

Got a flame they've been tryin' to contain

But you can't get your soul that was spilled from the pain

They said I'm too soft for the game (Uh-uh)

I'm too raw to pretend (Uh-uh)

I'm too deep to blow it (Uh-uh)

Too real for all these deals they secure

I did the house, played my part but I can only do so much

Carved out these lanes with my pen (Uh-uh)

[Outro: Kwazi M]

Truth cut through the noise again and again (Uh-uh)

Cut through the noise again and again (Uh-uh)

Cut through the noise again

Cut through the noise again

Cut through the noise again and again

Cut through the noise again and again

Cut through the noise again

(Again)

(Cut through the noise again)