[Dan Mwale: Intro]
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[PatrickxxLee: Verse 1]
Yeah, Yeah
Thinking outside the box, my enemies love it when I was so out of control
But you ain’t got the socks to fill up these boots and I’m stepping all over their soul
I’m leaving tyre marks, I gotta go get it hop out like I’m ready to go
I know you heard the talk, my OG just told me fuck everything go for the goal
I do not hang with rappers, if you ain’t fam why the fuck is you hitting my phone
See when I leave the crib I gotta make sure that you demons gon’ leave me alone
I don’t believe the shit you n***as be capping I trap by my lonelier folk
I don’t want your bitch
I don’t want your Dope
I don’t need new friends to lie like the Pope
Your favorite rapper biting my shit but it’s Gucci you n***as can’t copy my soul
Don’t hit me up, ain’t doing no favors these n***as don’t pay if you ain’t already know
Look like a whole lot of fuck shit
I’m off a bean at the function
‘Coz If i don’t and a n***a slip up then we turning this into a ruck bitch


{Dan Mwale: Verse 2]
Yeah, i think it’s a lie they try to deny how we kill it It’s cool coz we already know
I been getting used, getting abused too nice tell me something I don’t even know
But then when I change they give me the blame, I’m tired it I’m tired of reading the story
I gave you some life and you owe me
Ignoring your text but you watching my stories
I used to stress about getting recognition then I remembered I’m the shit
Life is a marathon, it’s not a race but they running their mouths like a sprint
I cannot trust nobody, humans would say anything if they wanna get rich
Best rappers dead or alive, we at he table you n***as still can’t get a seat
This gas got the power Amandala
Take a pill to head 'coz I’m camera shy
Baby Keem I’m irresponsible
Sucking me off till her tonsils sore
When I look to the heavens I look in my soul
My calling I got it I couldn’t ignore
Prepping was groomed to take over the throne
Had to change I’m not the same as before

[PatrickxxLee]
Thinking outside the box my enemies love it when I was so out of control
But you ain’t got the socks to fill up these boots and I’m stepping all over their soul
I’m leaving tyre marks, I gotta go get it hop out like I’m ready to go
I know you heard the talk, my OG just told me fuck everything go for the goal

[Dan Mwale]
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