Till I'm Finally Famous
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Internet fame ain't looking too good Might need a break from the clout and chasing Niggas wanna tag you for they own good I ain't never been to no Prague vacation Nobody wanna follow me but they all should Tryna pick the rates up on my engagement Didn't think I'd make em vibe like they all would Ego so low the shit living in the basement yuh Slipping further with the curves but what can I say I'm working on the traction yuh Life is serving me the dirt but I'm on my way Improving by a fraction yuh Plan on putting on the shirt when I get my pay And that is not a question yuh But God is always on my side so I'm here to stay He shower me with blessings yeah Two times I dropped and flopped Finally found my new sound to rock and pop Could've been the cool clown to knock your socks Rather keep it true I won't ever stop I could've been a capper with the raps talking money and the straps And the way I done repped the block But really ain't no dapper ain't no dabs I'm allergic to the crap at a hunnid's where I keep it locked Keep being patient till I'm finally famous Work all day don't know what no vacay is Pass out hard and say my dreams all made this Wake right up and take it back to basics Repeat the cycle till my I make the A-list Reap my happiness and finally taste it Carve my future so it's far from makeshift, and shape my life out on A daily basis, yuh You on track you on track it's alright You got stacks you got stacks in your mind You ain't lost that aint facts you're just blind You can never surf on a manmade wave You can never surf on a manmade wave You on track you on track it's alright You got stacks you got stacks in your mind You ain't lost that aint facts you're just blind You can never surf on a man-made wave You can never surf on a man-made wave Suited up, buttered up Got a bit of bread with the cheese in my hand finna eat it up, live it up With enough cheddar she'll give it up Long as you don't eat from another bruh Unless you're the type to get a fisticuff Beat a nigga up so they know what's up The type to get a lot and never show no love Street repping with the set Your nickname's bout as big as you goin get The money never come but they sure pay respect And that ain't paying bills unless you cash a cheque Running the block got you acting square When the goons come around the squad ain't never there Throwing hands all around like you don't f**king care Playing duck duck goose when cops is in the air Leader of the wolf pack Identify the gang with the same colour durag new neighbour they be like who that Let's pay dude a visit so we know where his crew at no gang they be like screw that That homeboy lying How you come up out the hood and hate a hoodrat Fake nigga yeah I'm looking right through that Trying to see the light with the vision of a zubat, uh They don't understand when you solo Fresh off the coast like fish off a boat though Scales looking shinier than gold on your throat though Frame of view wider than a lens on a gopro I guess I don't fit up in the hood though Yeah I guess I'm not meant to be a hood bro You on track you on track it's alright You got stacks you got stacks in your mind You ain't lost that aint facts you're just blind You can never surf on a manmade wave You can never surf on a manmade wave You on track you on track it's alright You got stacks you got stacks in your mind You ain't lost that aint facts you're just blind You can never surf on a manmade wave You can never surf on a manmade wave Whole squad pull through looking hella clean Whip blacker than the masser's in the seventeens Flow hotter than the devil on a whole other level I done had to ask God if he could intervene Life looking like a Hollywood movie scene Women getting way wetter than a submarine Dropping bars so golden with platinum schemes I done caught the attention of the British queen like I ain't goin lie that's pretty dope If rapping was a faith then you'd be the pope You're pretty gifted with the bars and the quotes So am I beneath you well totally totes Yeah thanks fam just what I need but I plan to stay rooted and nurture my seed When that kiddie grow up he goin know the fruits of your labor's More important than your fame and your greed So you might have the plug, the sauce, the juice Might be the drink, the booze, the goose Claim you a God you catching my rod Cos I lead the pack, the clan, the jews Moses couldn't part the seas like me when my bars start splitting your brain wide open Won't you come chill with the IV league, iDream Bounce theory the musical tokens yuh You on track you on track it's alright You got stacks you got stacks in your mind You ain't lost that aint facts you're just blind You can never surf on a manmade wave You can never surf on a manmade wave
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Written by: Jethro Van Rensburg, Phumelele Radebe
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