[Intro]
A-Reece: Aight, yo, aight listen yo Slikour, by the way man I might, like, just give you something today
Slikour: Today?
A-Reece: Is that cool with you?
Slikour: What, today?
A-Reece: Yeah today
Slikour: Yeah, lets go
A-Reece: Aight
Couldn't have said it better
Part 1

[Verse 1]
Yeah, If I got Mash, then I'm covered
Nothing can come between or above us
They scared stiff of what the next move is
And still haven't gotten over what the last one did
I'm looking over my shoulder for a fuck to give
Since you're convinced, there's probably more left
They all fall from grace, just distractions
We ain't stressing 'em
Say it with your chest when you see me and make the message clear
You rely on sipping hot liquor to cancel out your fear
Quick to shoot the other way
I'm going aiming at your head
Acting like you don't see a n***a
I'm right over here
Told Global that he's safe with us around him, atmosphere
More focus, more cork pulling, spilling everywhere
Crew foolish, roll a tight doobie, while the bureau stare
New movement, look at y'all losing to the kids again
They base opinions on popularity status
And that results to them comparing me to what's below the standard
I said that shit on "You Welcome"
They still don't understand me
Instead of sounding like a broken record
We working on records, so we break your record
They feel the pressure breaking under it
Talent can't be measured
You ain't special, you just funded n***a
Done tolerating these other n***as
And you can take it how you wanna n***a
Let's go catalogue for catalogue
And see who lasts the longest
From 20k to 20 more and I'm just getting started
Every show we go it large, I'm my own boss
Difference between me and all them stars
They tweet man, I go record, huh
And this is just the calm before the storm
You boys are acting like you got an extra X-chromosome
[Refrain]
Fuck (Dintsang jo?)
Shit (Ey jo)
Fuck (Reece)
Man they still think I can't rap (Nah, nah, nah)
Thats the problem (Relaxer mfana)
Shit (Calm down boy)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah
They know I'm still around, yeah
Your boy 20 now, yeah
Thanking everyone who stuck around
What goes up eventually goes down
What goes around comes around
And what was once below
Must now go up, yeah
Smoking loud at George Lebese house
All this shit to make my mama proud
This the realest shit that I've written down
Thought you had all this shit figured out
LOL, SMH, middle finger out
The money coming faster than her n***a now
She only fucking with the best
So that leaves you out