I got tired of people looking down on me
Nigga out for me
I see no one going pound for pound with me
I see no one go a single round with me
When I grab the mic I go to town, yeah
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
This shit right here getting kinda heavy sorry for the weight
I can't relate
I do not chase hoes
They run a race
Look at my face
I'm doing great
You looking hungry as f*ck my nigga, I'm hoping you ate, I saved you a plate
I pray that my enemies safe
I pray they got food on they plate
I pray niggas shoot out the gate
I'm praying they pick up the pace
I'm praying the sky ain't the limit
I pray that my niggas is straight
I pray we got gas in the tank
I pray we got racks in the bank
I pray I got, stacks
Stacks in the safe
Roll up and bake
Regular dank
Regular, dank
Cup of the drank
Fill up my tank
Y'all niggas tanked
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
I got tired of people looking down on me
Niggas out for me
I see no one going pound for pound with me
I see no one go a single round with me
When I grab the mic I go to town, yeah
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
This shit right here getting kinda heavy sorry for the weight
S.F.T.W. Video (MV)
Performed By: Melotwennytwo
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Boitumelo Radebe, Lethabo Motsumi
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I got tired of people looking down on me
Nigga out for me
I see no one going pound for pound with me
I see no one go a single round with me
When I grab the mic I go to town, yeah
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
This shit right here getting kinda heavy sorry for the weight
I can't relate
I do not chase hoes
They run a race
Look at my face
I'm doing great
You looking hungry as f*ck my nigga, I'm hoping you ate, I saved you a plate
I pray that my enemies safe
I pray they got food on they plate
I pray niggas shoot out the gate
I'm praying they pick up the pace
I'm praying the sky ain't the limit
I pray that my niggas is straight
I pray we got gas in the tank
I pray we got racks in the bank
I pray I got, stacks
Stacks in the safe
Roll up and bake
Regular dank
Regular, dank
Cup of the drank
Fill up my tank
Y'all niggas tanked
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
I got tired of people looking down on me
Niggas out for me
I see no one going pound for pound with me
I see no one go a single round with me
When I grab the mic I go to town, yeah
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
This shit right here getting kinda heavy sorry for the weight
Nigga out for me
I see no one going pound for pound with me
I see no one go a single round with me
When I grab the mic I go to town, yeah
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
This shit right here getting kinda heavy sorry for the weight
I can't relate
I do not chase hoes
They run a race
Look at my face
I'm doing great
You looking hungry as f*ck my nigga, I'm hoping you ate, I saved you a plate
I pray that my enemies safe
I pray they got food on they plate
I pray niggas shoot out the gate
I'm praying they pick up the pace
I'm praying the sky ain't the limit
I pray that my niggas is straight
I pray we got gas in the tank
I pray we got racks in the bank
I pray I got, stacks
Stacks in the safe
Roll up and bake
Regular dank
Regular, dank
Cup of the drank
Fill up my tank
Y'all niggas tanked
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
I got tired of people looking down on me
Niggas out for me
I see no one going pound for pound with me
I see no one go a single round with me
When I grab the mic I go to town, yeah
Big sorry for the wait
Got a lot up on my plate
Tryna open up the gates
Can't afford to play it safe
Okay I, really got a lot to say
Momma said I gotta wait
This shit right here getting kinda heavy sorry for the weight
Writer: Boitumelo Radebe, Lethabo Motsumi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid