I put in my time You know ima stay on my grind Upgrade don't never decline Move forward I never rewind Bad weather don't stop my shine Freak chick ya she on my line Bend over lemme see that spine No pennies i stay wit dimes No pennies i stay wit dimes Push button my seat recline Been a real nigga all my life Shawty read between the lines Smokin cones not talkin pines Killin pussy like it's a crime(She fine) Never thought that I would climb To the top but Its my time I'm a boss like Gotti I am Real nigga still drop them gems Got barbies but I'm no Ken More melanin in my skin Lemonade mix it wit gin Lord forgive me for alla my sins Watch over me and my kin Tic toc on the clock punch in I put in my time You know ima stay on my grind Upgrade don't never decline Move forward I never rewind Bad weather don't stop my shine Freak chick ya she on my line Bend over lemme see that spine No pennies i stay wit dimes I put in my time You know ima stay on my grind Upgrade don't never decline Move forward I never rewind Bad weather don't stop my shine Freak chick ya she on my line Bend over lemme see that spine No pennies i stay wit dimes Ya i put in my time All i ever do is shine Gotta stay on my grind Big dawg ya had to realign I stay sippin on that wine Get drunk i just wanna dine Na we don't need a sign Pull up with no co-sign Ya I gotta stay on track Pockets gettin too fat Ya I done been thru that Go get that strap Cock back like combat Faith is being tested God said be great So i pray to heavens Na i never been to eleven I'm never short like Kevin I got seven shots Bow down on that block Never runnin from cops Fuck pussy, i just wanna wedding I don't wanna get caught Ya my heart is way bigger than you thought Ya I've been on my grind I'm climbing to my prime Click clack ya it's bout my time Ya I'm in my prime I gotta climb to top Like Jordan ima stay flyin I'm sweet give me that lime My life is too complete Defeat ain't in my skin My baby fine i made her spin

Five hundred thousand for a one-off Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh) It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh) Bumping N.W.A. on the one o one-uh (Uh, ah, uh, uh) Five hundred thousand for a one-off Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh) It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh) Bumping N.W.A. on the one o one-uh (Uh) Skinny Nikki geeky, gettin' brain dead, uh I don't give a fuck what the lames say, uh Old girl wanna give the boy head How 'bout a little bitty self-love instead? I can't fuck a ho, I'd rather self-love instead Can't save a ho, no S on my chest, or gun to my head (Ah) Get the bread (Ah), get the bread (Ah) Count this fucking money, boy, now get the bread, uh I ain't just tryna get a nut off Bobby Boy be quick to leave a bad bitch cut off Like when you in the studio and the vocal get cut Five hundred thousand for a one-off Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh) It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh) Bumping N.W.A. on the one o one-uh (Uh, woo, uh, uh) Five hundred thousand for a one-off Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh) It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh) Bumping N.W.A. on the one o one-uh (Uh) Like (Ah) Get the bread (Ah), get the bread (Ah) Count this fucking money, boy, now get the bread I'm feelin' like Kid Cudi A little crazy, but tell me, what genius ain't a little nutty? Everybody be like that sometimes You can hear it in me in some rhymes I ain't bipolar, Kanye make me wish I was Cause that level of genius the meanest Nobody fuckin' around with that flow When I spit it, you know it's the cleanest, uh All my haters can suck my penis Went from five hundred a show to sellin' out arenas From SOB's in NYC To smokin' trees at the motherfuckin' Garden Pardon my ego, uh Maybe it's the weed smoke Maybe it's the beat though If I draw it in the sand Better not cross the line like a free throw, uh Five hundred thousand for a one-off Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh) It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh) Bumping N.W.A. on the one o one-uh (Uh, woo, uh) Five hundred thousand for a one-off Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh) It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh) Bumping N.W.A. on the one o one-uh (Uh) Like (Ah) Get the bread (Ah), get the bread (Ah) Count this fucking money, boy, now get the bread

もういいかい もういいよ 見えてるものだけじゃほら 理解できない心を もういいかい もう一回 選べない未来ならば僕らが選ぶはなんだ？ 感情も 妄想も もはや意味をなさないな 崩れた街がにやつく 確かなものなんてない わかるはずがないのに それでも確かめたいのだから 見せたくないものばかりを 見せないから 大事なものさえも見つからない 綺麗なままでいることはできないじゃない 僕らは 僕らは 進もう もう何回？ もう一回 もがき続けてきた今僕らは選べるだろうか 判断も 葛藤も もはや意味をなさないな 崩れた街がにやつく 形あるものだけが 正解ではないのに それでも確かめたいのならば 見せたくないものばかりを 見せないから 大事なものさえも見つからない 綺麗なままでいることはできないじゃない 僕らは 僕らは 進もう 確かなものなんてない わかるはずがないのに それでも確かめたいのだから 見せたくないものばかりを 見せないから 大事なものさえも見つからない 綺麗なままでいることはできないじゃない 僕らは 僕らは 進もう

Malome, I'm flying out tomorrow I'm flying out tomorrow I'm going to America (Ooh yeah, Yeah, yeah, ooh yeah, yeah, yeah) I'mma tell em bout your stories, Tell them everything you taught Me Tell them everything you taught Me Tell em bout your stories, tell Them everything you taught me Everything you taught me Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini Uphila kabi ngobugebengu Malome, I really love this song I really love this song I'mma sing it everytime I think Of you I think of you Ngithi malome, I really love this Song I really love this song I'mma sing it everytime I think Of you I think of you, I'mma sing... Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini Uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini Uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu I think I need to slow down I think the money got me zoned Out I mean how many Rolexes do I own Now? Maybe I should start acting broke Now Cause my success turned the Game into a cold heart It got too personal, I can't Handle the energy I can't go out no more I got too Many enemies I get the feeling that all my Niggas is scared of me Everything changed when I Started paying them salaries Ain't fun anymore My bodyguard don't leave his Gun anymore Me and my dad never have one- On-ones anymore Man, hago tshwan' anymore My mom is proud but she says She feel like she don't have a Son anymore I don't enjoy the shit I got Anymore Can't even turn up with the Squad anymore Endorsement deals got me living Like I won Idols I'm squeaky clean, I don't wanna Piss the companies off But I ain't worked this hard to Be a prisoner Lord send me an angel, I need a Miracle I need answers I tried to remain Good When Pac died, I'm one of the People that blamed Suge Why we so quick to judge? Why do we think we know Everything? Why am I so scared of the Wedding ring? Why do I drink this Hennessy like It's medicine? I mean it's pretty clear my Success offends niggas Y'all really try to catch up, I Commend niggas I know taking me down is the plan Niggas But y'all ain't half as dedicated As I am niggas Look, growing up I never had Nothing So I'll never get used to the fact That I have money But you motherfuckers will never Get it though But it's cool, we could let it go

Let's handle this street creed game(the range, the range) It goes nyo!. nyova Habashwe, Habashwe Nyovest, nyovest Habashwe Yeah, I stole the show, romour has it I'm a crook Maybe go bowa ma boer, romour has It I'm a vloek Your niggaz fell and haesale le Explainer Ke phela ke nyaloha nkare KE price ya gautrain Casper Nyovest Maq'uzu (Haolore Onthola kae) Leng thola Kasi ke tshesa di cheese Curl majub-jub Topless, fuck more, tsitsi I'm raw Nstentseng lona le dula le ringa nkare Phone ya call center Ya'll niggaz is more lady, more cheesy, More ketchup I'm more pac, I'm more jigger, I'm More impro, more jabba Ntwana le shapa ba vuke A ke felwe ke di line nkare ke phatlha Ya mangope First album man I'm fucking with the Greatest We aint infait shit but diyele now we Made it Those niggaz is forever come after Nkare sitlamatlama Nomsa Nene rappers, Yah vele n'iya Zama-zama Tsibip, ha ha yewena Ha ha yewena Ek se tsibip ha ha yewena Ka shwa ye wena Tsibip, ha ha yewena Ha ha yewena Ek se tsibip ha ha yewena Ka shwa ye wena Shout out motswakoriginat or, re yaho Bona Khuli Girl see me and scream I'm like a Horror movie Ke ba shapa one-one It's funny I hated accounting, mara Bona nou ke shapa number heee Heee a re tshwane, Heee a re Tshwane Education is the key to success ha re Kgane maan The mean sign, key tsa revolution Entlek why o phila ong shebile Ha ke repeat ya yizo-yizo jou swai nek Just let me know if it's physical O tla vaya slow go le dissimal I kill the show coz it's critical Ngphethi blackberry ne iphone, The Bold and the beautiful Aw' ghetto fabulous roudy-roudy Woman say that the sun above me Re yetsa stocko wena ha ba mamela Rona re hlaba manala ditedu tsa Khaphela E kere Tsibip, ha ha yewena Ha ha yewena Ek se tsibip ha ha yewena Ka shwa ye wena Ek se, Tsibip, ha ha yewena Ha ha yewena Ek se tsibip ha ha yewena Ka shwa ye wean

I'm not ashamed of my failures But at the same time, I'm not ashamed of my success Mama I made it! Woo! Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the greatest of them all? I just bought two cribs and I'm about to buy more All the glory to God, we pray that we never fall Made it, became a boss my nigga, I caught the shots here This is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Ah, yeah Born and raised in Maftown but now you know that The most common subject was all the things that we don't have And even though we promised each other we'd push and won't slack Sadly most mans is still relying on their old men I was always visiting niggas, I'd never host them 'Cause I was too embarrassed, we ain't have enough toast then And bills were the only things we received from the postman Pretty bitches gave me ugly looks when I'd approach them We saw any result as a win 'Cause we started from bottom, poverty brought us together 'Cause we had it in common, we didn't have to agree We just had to survive, or get arrested or die Man thank God I'm alive Not just alive but alive with a purpose Put a cross in a Bentley 'cause the devil tryna hurt us Nothing comes easy my nigga we did the circuit The ice that I wear makes the cold nights worth it The Rolex is flooded with VVS And the policy is going from a wannabe to the nigga they wanna be I went from a hype man to a flexible flight plan The yard is a hectare, the crib is cool but price man Okay I'm lying the crib is mad too But dawg I had to, get the fucking castle Right after the black Coupe she came in a cat suit That's what the cash do, It minimizes hastle This is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, I don't talk much these days Damn it I used to be a chatter box And that makes you look like you are pretending to be the man you're not Nowadays I just let my catalog or Mandela talk Bring the Dom Pérignon, that will set it off Yeah, different with each women like menopause But if she loyal I'ma let her ball, Ben and Rose I will give you everything except love And furthermore... Just understand that I'ma be an ass when the pressure is on And I get a little anxious when it takes long Promise to never judge me when I ain't strong I see myself just as great as a K-God So I can't pretend to like the compilers that y'all paid off Man I'm more likely to end up as the greatest Than I am to fall in love with this fame shit I used to be a saint kid Told my fans that I would never say bitch And now I'm getting money everyday bitch Haha I'll admit that I changed a bit But that's what happens when they pretend that you ain't legit And your competition is just as privileged as Taylor Swift Black and proud, don't give a fuck if they hate the kid A lot of things in this world I got two favorites It's either I'm talking about money or I'm making it My parents where both poor I didn't know what to make of it Until I got mass appeal and being poor made me rich This is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the greatest of them all? Well I just bought two cribs and I'm about to buy more All the glory to God, we pray that we never fall Made it, became a boss my nigga, I caught the shots here Dear Lord forgive those who went against me, it's just envy I went from a Gusheshe to a Bentley So excited about my new car that I can't sleep Soon as this morning I hit the tank til it's empty But dear Lord I pray that I stay humble They hoping that I fall, I pray that I won't fumble I got kids to inspire, I'm the one that they look up to I'm a hero, the Tarzan of this concrete jungle The Tarzan of this concrete jungle The Tarzan of this concrete jungle