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Sanatçı: Thato Saul

albüm: Life Is Gangsta


I know you looking down I got demons right on my shoulders
Street politics weighing like a ton and feel like a choker
I know you see the need all for me to get me chauffeur
Cause I get home and fall on the sofa
Ke lamegile thata mei boss hoka mpona
Bano nthuba fela call ka ghost ke thoma lo bomb'a
Bowa ka kasi mei boss ke shwella lo bloma ladi laas ko apetsi glass you cant be a goner
Tap in with you after school
You know lil conversations had me thinking about what is cool
That had me thinking about what is cruel
Remember you gave me jewels when I ran around with my crew
Getting in trouble
Remember I had 35K counting it with my mama
All cash got it out the street for that bag it was drama
Since 05 I maneuver the streets without any cuddle
Then I get home ducking that leather end of a buckle
I said fuck it I got no shame
Especially nchecke nou ka gold watch e tswile ka chain
Nakwe otlo tima e mpethile thata flop neke shorta
Ke shwile mei em a mpotsa "Thato Lesley o fetsa lo boda"
Studio ka tsena ke khotsofatsa le pelo ka kota
Wang kutlwa ko beya leka polelo ya corner
Mei boss pelo eng goisa bohloko ke lucky ka khona
Ko kuka byang di award mola wena o steng
Leo theosa lebavlane ka 2.5 kamo pitseng
Ke hwella ko dimu wang kutlwa hore nekitseng
Kona Mabadi ale a straata wa mpona di nkeditseng
Zamo spina ka rap kei putsisa nthwe etlo tanya neng
Neko plaka leka cover
Le katjeno ara fya ka ghost ba itsi nna ra fa
Haona bondlolo wa lahla sight waka thoma lo tswafa
Byanong laas jaar mo lekeisheneng gun e bethilwe thata
Ke sure Pheli e breakile record di mpya dino sata
Rip di caption court case kedi saka
Mei boss hae sale crime ba banchi aba shwella le zaka
Maketsi ko Jozi ba mpolela thata
Grootman ko botsa fela manyeme ka starta van hono tshwana
Ke apile nthwela tsena Diepkloof thata keba nyaka
Ma outie aka ba botsa lo nkriye kae ko kgalema taba
Fuck Afriforum only Smith we acknowledge ke Bontle
Aka tshabela selo pruwaka wilo kriya kamontle
Bona taba e ke sigela wena fela
Kamkgo ke bonang nako mo straateng e thomo fela
Kannete career e thomoi fetola di ana treasure
Ase hore enemy tsaka tsamo Pheli di mpeyile pressure
Nywamenu bo bohle ase selo ene nkanoi prove'a
Flopo nou ke ahile nthwe ka bona nka noi lose'a
Lore e fihle ke hlokomele motho fela stranger
Ho shwella taba e kesae itsing jealous ke danger
Mei boss ko hopotsi thata
4AM speeding home with some tears in my eyes
I could've killed for you but you gon become my demise
The hoods calling my phone homies let me know that you foul
I start to be MIA wasn't hanging at the lost and found
But that shit gets me nervous
What if I'm not there when my homies get shot
Or catch a body on purpose
Don't even smile anymore like my face is stuck
Facts I be ducking shit in the hood I'm grateful they never struck
I felt depressed I wasn't there when my big homie was buried
Taught me the street code ever since those lessons I carried
Don't turn in your grave I walk the route that you really paved
Pheli's way too small for the secrecy that I craved
When it feels like depression
That load down leaves a pretty impression
When I carry this weapon I wonder if its just regression
My only cap is when I keep it bottled up
Feel depressed because some of my homies kept my opps cuddled up
Tears in my eyes as I write this
When it feels like depression I pray to Jesus I fight this
Really got G homies cutting their wrist, don't wanna slice this
We planned to rob this nigga now you treating him the nicest
I was 11 years old I was jumped right on my street
I ran home came back with a blade had to cut him a piece
Probably the only rapper ran from the police
Nightmares of dying in a shootout and going out cheap
Matter of a fact it feels like a dream
My lil homie just caught a case for armed robbery
We were on the corner it had me down I believe
His daddy my big homie he just got freed properly
When it feels like depression
I drown my pain in alcohol risking my heart condition
Rest in peace to my fallen homies will I become a rendition
Because the PTSD from the dead bodies I saw don't do me well
As I sit and feeling my mind give me hell I never fell

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