[Intro]

Magogo, uShandis wenza ama-beat futhi

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Kunini ngicindezela ngale-sound leli

Kunini ngibelesele kodwa aning'tsheli

Imin'inkunzi

Give me the crown and make me king, yeah

[Hook]

I ain't even gon' reply, they steadily poking at the bear

Yes, I'm wicked with computers but you can't label me a nerd

I done told you about my struggles, how you doubting how I bled

You should smoke the same strain that should make you understand

I'ma go ahead and talk ma shit since all my songs are prolific

I told my mama; "hold on, mama, hold on, sesizofika"

I know my songs stand a lesser chance this side of the pacific

But mama trust me when I say I can't wait to put you in a Prada fit

[Verse 1]

It's only me on all these songs, it's not that I don't need no feature

Imagine having someone come and drown inside these beats

'Cause niggas hear the sound and try to sound like Legit

I'd rather have no words and have some silence on these beats

Hate me for my arrogance

Hate I'm good at editing

Hate I'm good at anything

Shit, I'm good at everything

Come at me with everything you got, you got

I'm ready

[Post-hook]

Kunini ngicindezela ngale-sound leli

Kunini ngibelesele kodwa aning'tsheli

Imin'inkunzi

Give me the crown and make me king, yeah

[Hook]

I ain't even gon' reply, they steadily poking at the bear

Yes, I'm wicked with computers but you can't label me a nerd

I done told you about my struggles, how you doubting how I bleed

You should smoke the same strain that should make you understand.l

I'ma go ahead and talk ma shit since all my songs are prolific

I told my mama; "hold on, mama, hold on, sesizofika"

I know my songs stand a lesser chance this side of the pacific

But mama trust me when I say I can't wait to put you in a Prada fit

[Verse 2]

What I don't understand is all these people coming around me, mama

Why they pretend like they gon' love me, mama

Why they come around and promise things they can't deliver

My double come, I took two doses to the liver, I need it

I need it 'cause inside I'm out here breaking

People that I trusted did me dirty

But I've had enough of that

Enough of the sad songs

I need not none of that

I need to make the songs about the hustle now

I need to make it out the mud right now

I need to do it for my daughter now

Can't give a fuck about who hates right now

[Hook]

I ain't even gon' reply, they steadily poking at the bear

Yes, I'm wicked with computers but you can't label me a nerd

I done told you about my struggles, how you doubting how I bleed

You should smoke the same strain that should make you understand.l

I'ma go ahead and talk ma shit since all my songs are prolific

I told my mama; "hold on, mama, hold on, sesizofika"

I know my songs stand a lesser chance this side of the pacific

But mama trust me when I say I can't wait to put you in a Prada fit