CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : JUS’ A LiL’ FREESTYLE
Yeah
O.R. Tambo I'm smoking up in the shuttle
Thought I was sleeping, I had to come burst your bubble
I stay quiet, my words get me in trouble, yeah
I get the bag, my movements became subtle
I'm up, my passport started lookin' like my homie sleeve
I was out the country busy focused on my mother's needs
See these rappers seem to duck me like some student fees
The greatest I am soon to be
Name another rapper from my country that can move like me
I get it, they cut me out when they edit
Don't call yourself an angel when you fell for the devil
I [?] privilege, keep your trophies and medals
I'm tryna buy a house and build my mother a temple, yeah
Always switchin' contacts
Attachments, I am off that
I heard your favourite rapper's hardest verse and it was all cap
I made a living off my own tracks
And somehow I have my own back, yeah
Fans waitin' on my next drop
Haters on my next flop
But I'm busy scheming up my jackpot
See, they were never ready for my next plot, yeah
Jump off the airport, private escort
2pm in Windhoek
Landed, everything standard
Eyes out lookin' for a bad b*t*h
Midnight, [?] classic
Own my own masters
Ain't nothin', I be doin' average, no
Just chillin' with my dudes out of [?]
Listening to music watching ocean views
Man I'm just making use out of all these tools that's given to me
And most of y'all sh*t ain't appealing to me
Y'all ain't the sh*t man, y'all just sh*ttin' to me
And all the hatin' ain't nothin' but a feeling to me
This sh*t a [?] to me
So, I'm here to stay n***a
Finna f**k up anything that's in the way n***a
And I got aim n***a
I cannot miss, f**k with me and get the flame n***a
Finna take me down? Try another day n***a
[Outro]
O.R. Tambo I'm smoking up in the shuttle
Thought I was sleeping, I had to come burst your bubble
I stay quiet, my words get me in trouble, yeah
I get the bag, my movements became subtle
I'm up, my passport started lookin' like my homie sleeve
I was out the country busy focused on my mother's needs
See these rappers seem to duck me like some student fees
The greatest I am soon to be
Name another rapper from my country that can move like me
I get it, they cut me out when they edit
Don't call yourself an angel when you fell for the devil
I [?] privilege, keep your trophies and medals
I'm tryna buy a house and build my mother a temple, yeah
Always switchin' contacts
Attachments, I am off that
I heard your favourite rapper's hardest verse and it was all cap
I made a living off my own tracks
And somehow I have my own back, yeah
Fans waitin' on my next drop
Haters on my next flop
But I'm busy scheming up my jackpot
See, they were never ready for my next plot, yeah
Jump off the airport, private escort
2pm in Windhoek
Landed, everything standard
Eyes out lookin' for a bad b*t*h
Midnight, [?] classic
Own my own masters
Ain't nothin', I be doin' average, no
Just chillin' with my dudes out of [?]
Listening to music watching ocean views
Man I'm just making use out of all these tools that's given to me
And most of y'all sh*t ain't appealing to me
Y'all ain't the sh*t man, y'all just sh*ttin' to me
And all the hatin' ain't nothin' but a feeling to me
This sh*t a [?] to me
So, I'm here to stay n***a
Finna f**k up anything that's in the way n***a
And I got aim n***a
I cannot miss, f**k with me and get the flame n***a
Finna take me down? Try another day n***a
[Outro]
