[ Featuring Kijana Damu ]
This shit is like a lifeline
Never in my lifetime figured that I could rhyme, touch somebody's heart
Against all odds Imma keep making this art
Ever since I started knew that I was honest to my self
Lose my mind when I think that I can die any day
Show gratitude towards the presence, I'm the greatest everyday
It's already happening
We push the product like nose candy
Cause a damage to the opponent
Right now I'm in the basement sipping extra Corona
Brown envelope, kaffirs do payola
It's different then you think it is
This game is full of negatives
Said imma get it or die rapping
In the zone play the beat I start snapping
Champ' jacket, keep the ratchet never get caught lacking
Everything I do I spaz it nigga
She in my room while you tryna kick it with her
She down cause she know I paint the picture vivid
I Look like old money
Smell like old money
My 2019 reeboks, done kicked doors
Johannesburg Stock Exchange, I'm burning sage at top floor
They self-destructing hiding DSP pages,
Charts flyin' out the window, pissing out the window
Staring out the city, golden hour shower on their record label A&Rs
We broke the bar and set it high
Classified files, numbers on the board in accordance to the gods
Swear they can't abort
The cat is out the box
Scum Babies, Flyshit
The safest bet in rap stocks
They can't short what's rock bottom proven
Kaffirs did Hadoukens to the hunger games
We saw flames
In hell & highwaters
Threw the babies out with bathwater
The rap plague, we broke plaques
Weathered storms, I stood firm
In Suede grasshoppers
Sauvage Dior odour
Suave love daughters,
The hood flytalker
Swear they can't afford us, swear they can't afford us
I Look like old money
Smell like old money
