Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ginger Trill
Ginger Trill
Performer
ZuluMecca
ZuluMecca
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tshegofatso Seroalo
Tshegofatso Seroalo
Songwriter
Mandisa Nduna
Mandisa Nduna
Songwriter
Andile Sean Sebastian Khumalo
Andile Sean Sebastian Khumalo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shooterkhumz
Shooterkhumz
Producer

Lyrics

It ain't hard for me to keep cool
Minus 2 degrees like igloo
I been to hell 'n back
in all black
And my ski boots
You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
I'm still fly without a meat-suit
Jumping out the plane without a P-Shute
Sky is the limit
Stay low and just keep shooting
Slide on a opps
All you boys need to regroup
Never had it easy
Now I make it look sweet tooth
Make it look Breezy
How I'm dancing on each loop
Fountain of the youth
Where I found all the jewels
I'm profound to a fluke
He broke down and called a truce
Need to slow it down
You listening to the sounds
Of the truth
And What go around
Is coming back around
In future
Quickest drawer in the showdown
I brought enough smoke
To turn a city to ghost town
I'm who they call GOAT
Really him be the pronouns
The Lord of all Dope
I ride for my matjala
I don't switch sides
I ride for matjala
I don't switch sides
I ride for matjala
I don't switch
Man fuck a top five
We want the big five
All I
know is destruction
brother
Holding my cup
with the
Hopes of my mother
I just
Know that she wanted
A Doctor or close to it
A Prof with the most schooling
But her daughter wasn't ever no student
I rooted for villains in films
Pin-striped suits
Sniffin' thin white cues
My mid-night blues
Don't hit right
My bitch might croon
They threw the book
Right at the crooks
I used to look up to
But by the book
Don't buy the look
We do what we must do
No ill-intention
Just bill-collecting
And wilful measures
Don't kill for pleasure
But disrespect
Is swiftly dealt with
If living better
Until we perish
Still the objective
A ten percent
Is a bit of leverage
To get to heaven
So while I'm here
I don't rest or lie
On my laurels
If not for prize
It's for profit
If not for mind
We don't bother with it
Forgot your morals
For pretty pennies
And Pinky promises
Cough up your jokes
And swallow your losses
When gods are spitting
I ride for my matjala
I don't switch sides
I ride for matjala
I don't switch sides
I ride for matjala
I don't switch
Man fuck a top five
We want the big five
Written by: Andile Sean Sebastian Khumalo, Mandisa Nduna, Tshegofatso Seroalo
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