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Energy Video (MV)




Performed By: Luigi
Length: 3:26
Written by: Luyanda Mtshali




Luigi - Energy Lyrics




Yeah
Said that they don't want me on a track with them
When they show up, I just act like i'm ignorin' them
It's just funny, with the same ones, we was makin' plans
Now, it's competition and I'm takin' all your fans
Ain't that interestin'?
Tell 'em i need no permission
If they double cross me, i'm gon' second guess religion
Threw some shots at me, i left him in a bad condition
Hope I never make decisions off the way i'm feelin'
Like blind myself to vision
Boy, this ain't no 9 to 5
I was up at 3
Chiraq, unapologetic
Bodied this deliberately
They plottin' to get to me
If I fall out this industry
Do consider your injuries
Come up missin', prolly find me status postin' the penalty

Kicked out every place, we finna build our own
Yeah, yeah
How this wasteman friendly textin' on my phone
Yeah, yeah
Leave that energy all for my beepin' tone
Yeah, yeah
Sentence me, 25 to studio
Yeah, yeah

Off the set
Yeah, steady I'm collectin' all they threats
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I won't say I'm blessed
Aye, can't you see this cross sign on my chest?
Collect if I'll collect
Anointed lyricist, I won't write 'less candles lit
Tweakin' on my lines, I notice a counterfeit
They wanna feature with me, they won't even ask for it
'Cause if i hadda write it, they gon' have to call it quits
I been lookin', lookin'
Uh, got my email on my page, you best be bookin'
I been sleepin' in the office, issa OT
I done sent too many warnin's, now you finna see
Now you finna

Yeah, yeah
Kicked out every place, we finna build our own
Yeah, yeah
How this wasteman friendly textin' on my phone
Yeah, yeah
Leave that energy all for my beepin' tone
Yeah, yeah
Sentence me, 25 to studio
Yeah, yeah

Uh, I'm takin' it back to base
You rappin' for accolades
Your lyric don't stimulate
Subliminal indicate
I just might manipulate
Nothin' less than a fabricate
They lines in the eyes of a magistrate
I been rippin' off pages, for ages
Left my heart out on coupla stages
Think my fans got some similar faces
Whilst i don't know what this place is
I ain't patient, I'm impatient
Where my payment?
Make arrangements
Wish you well, if you bitin' these phrases
Y'all gon' push me to catchin' them cases
Too, truth, bodies in the booth
I'm 'bouta put you on my list of 'rappers ain't recouped'
I predicated all my steps before I made a move
And after that many dead rappers, I'm the livin' proof

Livin' proof, livin' proof
After that many dead rappers, i'm the livin' proof
Livin' proof, livin' proof
After that many dead rappers, i'm the...

Yeah, yeah
Kicked out every place, we finna build our own
Yeah, yeah
How this wasteman friendly textin' on my phone
Yeah, yeah
Leave that energy all for my beepin' tone
Yeah, yeah
Sentence me, 25 to studio
Yeah, yeah
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Yeah
Said that they don't want me on a track with them
When they show up, I just act like i'm ignorin' them
It's just funny, with the same ones, we was makin' plans
Now, it's competition and I'm takin' all your fans
Ain't that interestin'?
Tell 'em i need no permission
If they double cross me, i'm gon' second guess religion
Threw some shots at me, i left him in a bad condition
Hope I never make decisions off the way i'm feelin'
Like blind myself to vision
Boy, this ain't no 9 to 5
I was up at 3
Chiraq, unapologetic
Bodied this deliberately
They plottin' to get to me
If I fall out this industry
Do consider your injuries
Come up missin', prolly find me status postin' the penalty

Kicked out every place, we finna build our own
Yeah, yeah
How this wasteman friendly textin' on my phone
Yeah, yeah
Leave that energy all for my beepin' tone
Yeah, yeah
Sentence me, 25 to studio
Yeah, yeah

Off the set
Yeah, steady I'm collectin' all they threats
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I won't say I'm blessed
Aye, can't you see this cross sign on my chest?
Collect if I'll collect
Anointed lyricist, I won't write 'less candles lit
Tweakin' on my lines, I notice a counterfeit
They wanna feature with me, they won't even ask for it
'Cause if i hadda write it, they gon' have to call it quits
I been lookin', lookin'
Uh, got my email on my page, you best be bookin'
I been sleepin' in the office, issa OT
I done sent too many warnin's, now you finna see
Now you finna

Yeah, yeah
Kicked out every place, we finna build our own
Yeah, yeah
How this wasteman friendly textin' on my phone
Yeah, yeah
Leave that energy all for my beepin' tone
Yeah, yeah
Sentence me, 25 to studio
Yeah, yeah

Uh, I'm takin' it back to base
You rappin' for accolades
Your lyric don't stimulate
Subliminal indicate
I just might manipulate
Nothin' less than a fabricate
They lines in the eyes of a magistrate
I been rippin' off pages, for ages
Left my heart out on coupla stages
Think my fans got some similar faces
Whilst i don't know what this place is
I ain't patient, I'm impatient
Where my payment?
Make arrangements
Wish you well, if you bitin' these phrases
Y'all gon' push me to catchin' them cases
Too, truth, bodies in the booth
I'm 'bouta put you on my list of 'rappers ain't recouped'
I predicated all my steps before I made a move
And after that many dead rappers, I'm the livin' proof

Livin' proof, livin' proof
After that many dead rappers, i'm the livin' proof
Livin' proof, livin' proof
After that many dead rappers, i'm the...

Yeah, yeah
Kicked out every place, we finna build our own
Yeah, yeah
How this wasteman friendly textin' on my phone
Yeah, yeah
Leave that energy all for my beepin' tone
Yeah, yeah
Sentence me, 25 to studio
Yeah, yeah
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Writer: Luyanda Mtshali
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