Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donald Itumeleng Leboho
Songwriter
Thato Neo Modika
Songwriter
Bryan Cassidy Chidembo
Songwriter
Lyrics
I been waiting on the side like im beginning for a living
Sometimes when im alone i just get up my feelings
I been grinding for too long
Its bout time I get my kick in
I see doors open wide now
I gotta get my kick in
Im getting old thats why i gotta get the bag
You gave a cold shoulder i was trying ask for help
Now you tapping my shoulders tryna get me to look back
I said i came from the trenches I ain't never going back
Coz I been on my own
Yeah I been on my own yeah
Tryna get the dough
Been cooking lotta songs now
I got all my bros
I'm rolling my bros yeah
And I can never gonna sell my soul
Sleepless nights in this thing we alway working on it
Lord i pray i never loose my vision
I was getting my dough
When they were closing my doors
They be hating on my shit
When i am working overtime
I'm human too my **** I got feelings too
Put up two ways for me
Know I had to choose 1
I know I chose the right 1
Two fucks about the next man
Focusing on my life
My life my life yeah
Sleepless nights in this thing we alway working on it
Lord i pray i never loose my vision
I was getting my dough
When they were closing my doors
They be hating on my shit
When I am working overtime
I'm human too my **** i got feelings too
Put up two ways for me
Know I had to choose 1
I know I chose the right 1
Two fucks about the next man
Focusing on my life
My life my life yeah
I been waiting on the side like I'm beginning for a living
Sometimes when I'm alone I just get up my feelings
I been grinding for too long
Its bout time i get my kick in
I see doors open wide now
I gotta get my kick in
I'm getting old that's why I gotta get the bag
You gave a cold shoulder i was trying ask for help
Now you tapping my shoulders tryna get me to look back
I said i came from the trenches I ain't never going back
Coz i been on my own
Yeah I been on my own yeah
Tryna get the dough
Been cooking lotta songs now
I got all my bros
I'm rolling my bros yeah
And I can never gonna sell my soul
It ain't good in the trenches
Everybody wanna be saved
It ain't good on the bench
Everybody wanna get paid
Standing on the sidelines we just wanna play
Been on the bench now its time we ball
Lord forgive us we not saints
Pops has a big house but streets raised a ****
They Almost counted us
We went one step ahead
Big boy tings if i pull with a tesla its not a mistake
I been waiting on the side like I'm beginning for a living
Sometimes when I'm alone I just get up my feelings
I been grinding for too long
Its bout time i get my kick in
I see doors open wide now
I gotta get my kick in
I'm getting old that's why I gotta get the bag
You gave a cold shoulder I was trying ask for help
Now you tapping my shoulders tryna get me to look back
I said i came from the trenches I ain't never going back
Coz i been on my own
Yeah i been on my own yeah
Tryna get the dough
Been cooking lotta songs now
I got all my bros
I'm rolling my bros yeah
And I can never gonna sell my soul
I been on own yeah
Making a lot of songs now
I been with my bros yeah
Written by: Bryan Cassidy Chidembo, Donald Itumeleng Leboho, Thato Neo Modika