Magriza (feat. Kwesta)

Run that ting back boy, run that ting again Boy boy better get out a wave In a killer ting chat now (we wanna rave) Bring out you, with that bass I'm too connected too well respected Bitches hanging up all my posters with the prestik If I do like I'm supposed to, it's expected Please don't bother me for a photo But the guest list, yeses Take it back to the essence TDK cassette shit Still a pedestrian Oh yeah I'm talking way back Way back when English or Vernac was still a question I'm the one they aim at We don't pay the same tax Don't stay in the same flats We ain't in the building Rappers in the whack place, niggas got bad taste Tryna give me handshakes, I don't ever feel them (back) Champagne give me toothache (toothache) Bruce Wayne in the Coupe (coupe) You niggas trapping on a Tuesday (Tuesday) I hit the stew and hit the Duvet Birds eye point of view So high Gorilla glue North side Chilling in the pool Tropika So smooth To the niggas out stylin' Profiling Limousine riding Jet flying Cash stealing We in the deal I can't believe it Bitch niggas catch feelings Drop top, no ceiling Top spot, no seating Can you feel it (yebo) We don't catch feelings (hell no) If you a blood clout stay in your lane Rude boy better get out my way If I get a clean shot, I go blow out your brain Treat me like Magriza, put you on the game, yeah I done suffered for the cause Summer after summer I put numbers on the board Damn, am I the only rapper with the balls? To say I don't really give a fuck about awards? All I ever wanted was applause All you ever wanted was a Porsche I'm rocking stunners, you wouldn't cava in the mall You Stevie wonder when the zaka is involved Greedy with the arms, feed you water on the lawns Dripping sauce that's cheese parmesan I don't fuck with broads I just feed it to my dogs 20 Jager bombs got you reaching for the stars, yeah I'm trying to be honest Niggas in the game treat me like I'm a target Go ahead put the blame on me I'm the same OG I just made more cheese I was at the SAMAs in the nosebleed seats Fast forward 2 years I ain't wrote no speech Got a plaque plaque by my old PC Now I'm finna count racks like I'm Motsepe To the niggas out stylin' Profiling Limousine riding Jet flying Cash stealing We in the deal I can't believe it Bitch niggas catch feelings Drop top, no ceiling Top spot, no seating Can you feel it (yebo) We don't catch feelings (hell no) If you a blood clout stay in your lane Rude boy better get out my way If I get a clean shot, I go blow out your brain Treat me like Magriza, put you on the game NAh, ten year veteran, hah The best, that's evident Even as a freshman I deaded them But then again these gentlemen I light, Thomas Edison Boy I got plenty rings Had to give one to this hot melanin It ain't a thing, I came from Buddabing So Will Smith never taught me what independence is I'm from the era of the genesis Designer raps, fuck your measurements Som tshela uSis to tell you what a fetish is So I can finesse it and finish it at the Radisson Boy I make pretty money Handsome to my people, now ain't a nigga ugly? Anisebahle That's word from some big account Used to roll a whole fucking bank And get high as Orion's belt And now we roll up to the fucking bank It's all green on both sides of the fence, eish To the niggas out stylin' Profiling Limousine riding Jet flying Cash stealing We in the deal I can't believe it Bitch niggas catch feelings Drop top, no ceiling Top spot, no seating Can you feel it (yebo) We don't catch feelings (hell no) If you a blood clout stay in your lane Rude boy better get out my way If I get a clean shot, I go blow out your brain Treat me like Magriza, put you on the game, ey