[Hook: ConwaySA]
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey
[Verse 1: ConwaySA]
All my niggas on radar yes we’re heading your way
Our lines all gassed up man they burning like propane
I been cookin’ in the kitchen all my lines are homemade
Y’all rappers need coaching you can’t handle the game
Only few make a difference ‘cause all your shit is the same
Y’all are just moving pictures y’all ain’t got no frame
Never changed anything I was born like that
Never changed something it’s the way that I rap
Never changed my route it was never on a map
Decode all my lines I will never write crap
Keep calm who said Conway ain’t never gon’ trap
Got my sight on the game I’m never looking back
Got ‘em lines in my head that I gotta unpack (pack, pack, pack)
[Hook: ConwaySA]
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey
[Verse 2: Kellen]
Put my niggas on raider
Put my niggas on raider man we’re done, done doing favours
Basically, I want the whole thing
This EP is called Name This
They call us kids with no name
I can never be nameless fuck them niggas I’m hyped now
Wanna hear me count from 1 to 3
I do this shit like A B C
I feel like there’s nobody better than me
Give me my glasses so I can see
What part of the picture you cannot see
How many rappers did I just defeat
Break out the cage so you can be free
I wear my glasses they call me a geek
Nigga you know I’m ahead of your time
I’m going in like I’m Optimus Prime
Mic on my hand like it’s the fuckin 9 huh
Killing these rappers now that’s a crime
I’m going in but the slope is inclined
I told y’all rappers that this one is mine
[Hook: ConwaySA]
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey
All my niggas on radar, ey
And were heading for fame, ey