CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Egyptian Cotton
Ithi grootman
Ya, mara ere grootman pele
Gobbla!
Egyptian cotton, I sleep in peace while you speak of me
Disorientated reality has become like dreams
Been contemplatin' giving up rap and become like Keith
That's Keith Bothongo, oh where's my manners, that's Doctor B!
Every time we speak I wonder what he sees in me
They say surround yourself with greats, I do it frequently
If you a boss we split it equally
My baby mama's from Durban but the coat was made in Italy
See we don't celebrate the failures of an enemy
Even my enemy's enemy is not a friend of me
Collaborating for distruction is just not allowed
If you a real one then you would know what I'm talkin' 'bout
I prefer to go to war with my own guns
Don't wanna share all this glory with no one, expect the people that really love me, that's family
The ones that protect me even when they are mad at me
It's pretty clear that I've done well at this life thing
That's what I think when I pull up at my crib
Take out my phone and scroll through Black Coffee's IG
And I think "Yaag, batho ba phila mo lifeng"
That's what happens when you focus on another man
There's always somebody richer, always a smarter cat
Always gonna be somebody out there with a harder flex but none of them are me, the're never gonna be another Cass
I used to love the game but now I love myself
Filthy rich and you can tell, by how I smell
I be like "Fa! Fa!", Ladies be like "Sabawel"
And then it's "Aah aah" later back at the hotel
I'm fresh as hell, in my Cazals
I'm in the Spur lookin' like I never took a L
My white mamis call me "Nyovest"
Don't rush your process, chasing another man's progress
We [?]
Ya, mara ere grootman pele
Gobbla!
Egyptian cotton, I sleep in peace while you speak of me
Disorientated reality has become like dreams
Been contemplatin' giving up rap and become like Keith
That's Keith Bothongo, oh where's my manners, that's Doctor B!
Every time we speak I wonder what he sees in me
They say surround yourself with greats, I do it frequently
If you a boss we split it equally
My baby mama's from Durban but the coat was made in Italy
See we don't celebrate the failures of an enemy
Even my enemy's enemy is not a friend of me
Collaborating for distruction is just not allowed
If you a real one then you would know what I'm talkin' 'bout
I prefer to go to war with my own guns
Don't wanna share all this glory with no one, expect the people that really love me, that's family
The ones that protect me even when they are mad at me
It's pretty clear that I've done well at this life thing
That's what I think when I pull up at my crib
Take out my phone and scroll through Black Coffee's IG
And I think "Yaag, batho ba phila mo lifeng"
That's what happens when you focus on another man
There's always somebody richer, always a smarter cat
Always gonna be somebody out there with a harder flex but none of them are me, the're never gonna be another Cass
I used to love the game but now I love myself
Filthy rich and you can tell, by how I smell
I be like "Fa! Fa!", Ladies be like "Sabawel"
And then it's "Aah aah" later back at the hotel
I'm fresh as hell, in my Cazals
I'm in the Spur lookin' like I never took a L
My white mamis call me "Nyovest"
Don't rush your process, chasing another man's progress
We [?]
