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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cassper Nyovest
Cassper Nyovest
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Refiloe Phoolo
Refiloe Phoolo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Almotie Mtombeni
Almotie Mtombeni
Producer
Refiloe Phoolo
Refiloe Phoolo
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah I think I'm getting used to this (Mxm) Can't pretend that I'm new to it Trashing my name is very lucrative Why are you running to the papers? There is no need for that kind of speed Don't act a fool boy, I find it very ludacris They making threads about how hard I fell But I'm still out here worried bout you when I'm wishing you well You was never really with us from the start I could tell I witnessed some of my best friends highlight my L's I've got flaws, I never will pretend that I'm a saint I realised there's certain things we'll never see the same We take it til' we numb, we ain't tryna feel the pain I never called you out when you was tryna cheat the game I stood by you, and now you wanna treat me like a bitch See I can act like I don't give a fuck because I'm rich We hide the pain with money living all we used to wish is Blue Channel to hide the smell of the asses we used to lick It gets sick Why the f* did you like that post dude? Now I'm out here stressed cause I don't know how to approach you Cause you brought me some money Helped me out but now but it's broke true Indebted to help, but I don't know if I'm supposed to Cause I've helped n* too I was hot before they broke through When n* was confused, I'm the one they used to go to When Twitter was a mess, I'm the one you n* spoke to Now I don't understand what they sayin', I'm Goku I chose to, fight it out and put it in song I keep puttin' 'em on, they keep puttin' me off They keep counting me out, I keep proving 'em wrong N* wanted to beef, Philippe filet mignon I swear you need extra backbones for n* I go myself, I never pass on a mission I gotta spell it out so you cats know the difference Tryna go from blacklisted to black-owned and listed, yeah That's the dream, black-owned and listed We wildin' out cause we never had dough my n* Now we growing up building colatro my n* A visionary, all of these rap flows are pictures, uh Tricky times, lost files for the profound, uh Corona free but I don't even wanna go out I'd rather stay at home cause the world full of know-hows Well, a bunch of know-hows that don't really know how I'm seeking for the best version of myself And to be honest I don't trust no one else Cause every time I went against the grain I won But every time I betted on a friend I lost, uh Still I stand, I lean on no man At sixteen I left like Lisa Lopez Neke thlola ke tshepa majita nou niks Di chomi din'nwela di petsa, oh well (I thought you loved me) Oh well (Why would you do this shit to me man?) Oh well (I don't deserve this, I don't deserve this shit, I don't deserve this shit) Oh well (I thought you loved me!) Shit
Writer(s): Alimote Mtombeni, Refiloe Phoolo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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