Yeah yeah yeah
I got the sun on my skin
Got a spring in my step
Thanking God for my wins
Yo eyes open
See the tint on my iris
I risk nothing when it comes to this
I prefer heat only
I am like a Cape Town summer is
Mixed with a twist of
Yo got the oochie wally rolled up
Hold up young man
We judging your character from your tucks
Got the blunt in my strong hand
Yo you must have missed the program
The show is self-titled like Conan
Oh man
He been on a hiatus again
Spending more time with family and friends
Cutting off the loose edges
Truthfully got less time to pretend
Man if it ain't about the ends its got to come to an end
And honestly
I been purposefully neglecting the pen
Find no purpose in scratching the surface
If it aint ocean deep
Whats the point of even searching for gems
I'm known for the fountain flow
I leave the puddles for them
I'm muddled again
My thoughts is hazy
I'm puzzled and tense
I'm trying to catch my breath without tapping the bends
My head heavy i still got major shit to amend
And major shipments to make
But i guess it depends
Should i leave it to faith
Or let the ego settle in
Young black man on this earth with my melanin
Hands up if you feel me
Ey
SM Burgundy - Spring in My Step Lyrics
SM Burgundy - Spring in My Step Lyrics
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Yeah yeah yeah
I got the sun on my skin
Got a spring in my step
Thanking God for my wins
Yo eyes open
See the tint on my iris
I risk nothing when it comes to this
I prefer heat only
I am like a Cape Town summer is
Mixed with a twist of
Yo got the oochie wally rolled up
Hold up young man
We judging your character from your tucks
Got the blunt in my strong hand
Yo you must have missed the program
The show is self-titled like Conan
Oh man
He been on a hiatus again
Spending more time with family and friends
Cutting off the loose edges
Truthfully got less time to pretend
Man if it ain't about the ends its got to come to an end
And honestly
I been purposefully neglecting the pen
Find no purpose in scratching the surface
If it aint ocean deep
Whats the point of even searching for gems
I'm known for the fountain flow
I leave the puddles for them
I'm muddled again
My thoughts is hazy
I'm puzzled and tense
I'm trying to catch my breath without tapping the bends
My head heavy i still got major shit to amend
And major shipments to make
But i guess it depends
Should i leave it to faith
Or let the ego settle in
Young black man on this earth with my melanin
Hands up if you feel me
Ey
I got the sun on my skin
Got a spring in my step
Thanking God for my wins
Yo eyes open
See the tint on my iris
I risk nothing when it comes to this
I prefer heat only
I am like a Cape Town summer is
Mixed with a twist of
Yo got the oochie wally rolled up
Hold up young man
We judging your character from your tucks
Got the blunt in my strong hand
Yo you must have missed the program
The show is self-titled like Conan
Oh man
He been on a hiatus again
Spending more time with family and friends
Cutting off the loose edges
Truthfully got less time to pretend
Man if it ain't about the ends its got to come to an end
And honestly
I been purposefully neglecting the pen
Find no purpose in scratching the surface
If it aint ocean deep
Whats the point of even searching for gems
I'm known for the fountain flow
I leave the puddles for them
I'm muddled again
My thoughts is hazy
I'm puzzled and tense
I'm trying to catch my breath without tapping the bends
My head heavy i still got major shit to amend
And major shipments to make
But i guess it depends
Should i leave it to faith
Or let the ego settle in
Young black man on this earth with my melanin
Hands up if you feel me
Ey
Writer: Onke Mazaleni
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