Kol

I’m on my bullshite

I’m bout to fill up a bag

Who’s on a drug diet they pop a pill and a xan

Call man a thug lying I’ve never been in a can

Sweet, she call me cinnamon man

I’m not a boss I’m the king of the land

I’ve had a hard time tryna put sense in my thoughts

Guess that shits expected

Two words inject it, 24 feeling this neglected

Can’t even punch a man in his face, when I’m feeling disrespected

Cos everybody got their hands on film

Now that’s shits in the office and their views infected

That’s facts, misinterpreted and that’s whack

Cos how many times did I make it clear I’m back

To a distant impale where my minds gone black, slow it down boy

Chase your dreams and make sure you make your mum proud boy

I’ll be in the scene tryna make it free so they envy me like I’m Calboy

Then my eyes is fried like kung pow boy,

I’m on my bullshite

I’m bout to fill up a bag

Who’s on a drug diet they pop a pill and a xan

Call man a thug lying I’ve never been in a can

Sweet, she call me cinnamon man

I’m not a boss I’m the king of the land

I’m on my bullshite

I’m bout to fill up a bag

Who’s on a drug diet they pop a pill and a xan

Call man a thug lying I’ve never been in a can

Sweet, she call me cinnamon man

I’m not a boss I’m the king of the land

Redemption, that’s me tryna put forces away for reflection

Did I mention?

Two timing hoes sit in the back of the row of the class at detention

Class intentions, rappers DIY

I made it jump on my last invention

Only got love for you if you show love, what you got?

Baby girl I could poke your spot

Royalty around the neck pls don’t touch

I’ll rock your world till the boat don’t rock

Filtered scenes call it photoshop

I went and brought a crew to the place

10 bad bitches turned that space to a photo op

You can see the chains and the drip both drop

Came a long way from polo tops

Keep it tight and sealed when the popo stop

I’m on my bullshite

I’m bout to fill up a bag

Who’s on a drug diet they pop a pill and a xan

Call man a thug lying I’ve never been in a can

Sweet, she call me cinnamon man

I’m not a boss I’m the king of the land

I’m on my bullshit

I’m bout to fill up a bag

Who’s on a drug diet they pop a pill and a xan

Call man a thug lying I’ve never been in a can

Sweet, she call me cinnamon man

I’m not a boss I’m the king of the land

Gotta keep it real or step and no regrets, see us at the show we flex

I made a deal with the plug with no eject, life can be so intense

Did for the team now the scene up next bitch, win after win G so we rep

Put myself first saw life changed, live it up boy with no regrets

I’m on my bullshite

I’m bout to fill up a bag