[Intro: Stogie T]

Ehh, Stogie T, Zakwe, ehh

Ha!

[Verse 1: Stogie T]

Before Nelson Mandela was on money

I was folding leopards, you would swear it's origami

Wild life lessons, every death gave me life

Still-born, so me and Christ share a likeness

None like him, no Siamese, it's all timing

You can push, hope it come out live, but this ain't the gynae

Zakwe hit me like "Let's talk about the rhyming"

Couldn't find the heart to tell him "that's not my vibe see"

Not when the world need a Marley

And Bob's your uncle but you worry about your country

I don't take molly, I take lil' rocksy and my daughter

Out to get chiffon dresses from the shopping complex

And I'm not trying to shop a complex

I put my shit in the music so you can find strength

It's a lil' project I built from the onset

Ordinary people baptized now that's a John Legend

Born in Tanzania, that seems far-fetched

But none of you know the world that's in my closet

I make lines speak to the heart of the darkness

Everything hidden unless you listening with your conscience

Taking revisiting lyrics to feel the content

German precision sniffers is ill-equipped for this bomb threat

This shit could get too thick for Shawshank

Don't bank on lip if you can't swim or walk it

Didn't got the whisky on the arm rest

Puffing something stinky from the tropics

With a face like, brake lights

Ey son you can miss me with the nonsense

[Hook: Jay Claude]

About that time I'ma get that money

I made mistakes, but I'm make more hunninds

'Cause now I found the roots to my sanity

Shades from my money tree, Hip Hop my daily bread

All black coupe can't see nobody

If you ain't know, better ask somebody

Glory for the pain in the booth for the new look

Nothing's been the same since fame, Haleluyah

All black coupe can't see nobody

If you ain't know, better ask somebody

Glory for the pain in the booth for the new look

Nothing's been the same since fame, Haleluyah

[Verse 2: Zakwe]

Uh, See times and people change but numbers don't

It's real, Ng' overdose-a le skill, the weak I'm over those

We made dough without flour ekasi, it's where I rose

Ng'phuz' uTugela ne tap water that's how I switch flows

I've been down for the streets, and now it picks me up

(I spit!) Straight from the dome, see now they wanna fill me up

The time is up for you niggas if you ain't down with us

I'm moving clockwise, mang'fun' is'gubhu ng'yam' clock-a u-Wise

They recognize I'm a pops now with a gorgeous wife

I know my son is gon' shine, I bet on my daughter's life

I bought cars from songs I wrote while I was walking by

Pray anever ang'phuphi, I sleep it now with an open eye

I'skhath' as'mile baba, we gotta do better in rap

Second you every second you take the first step, ha

You Father Christmas niggas, sat on the first lap

Now I'ma run tings, my niggas first on that last lap

I take a stand mang'tshela lez' ez' oblivious

I-straadi k'mele bas'funde k'thina, we got that Syllabus

We bypass those who are biased mas' release-a

You don't buy us bring the pliers

Negative mind is easy to minus

Division of labour must now multiply

You see they add a lot of problems when they minus-ing us

They must, do the math from the previous lines

Selling gold was contagious, now I got that midas touch, that's right

We survive when they told us we're never winning in this

Patience on my timeframe till I could picture this, ha

Y'all still drink ciders and pee 'em like evenings

With that much flow, I could beat the odds when I even things

And be the voice of the illest

Shit, I can flow so the industry pour my thoughts on a jiggy beat

Either or, I'm a lyricist

I'm a boss, I'm a genius

I was born with this eagerness

Get applause in the millions, 'till I'm gone they be feeling this

[Hook: Jay Claude]

About that time I'ma get that money

I made mistakes, but I'm ma make more hunninds

'Cause now I found the roots to my sanity

Shades from my money tree, Hip Hop my daily bread

All black coupe can't see nobody

If you ain't know, better ask somebody

Glory for the pain in the booth for the new look

Nothing's been the same since fame, Haleluyah

All black coupe can't see nobody

If you ain't know, better ask somebody

Glory for the pain in the booth for the new look

Nothing's been the same since fame, Haleluyah