Lions in the jungle Going in for the kill Number five with the mambo Then we sex and we chill Niggas in the club better keep their distance Oh it's finna go down for real This is for my gintsas with their fist up You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real [Verse 1] They told me to relax, I massage my own ego Started me a band then clapped guitar hero Brasa van die Kaap we're not from Mondeor People from the south they bump (me) not Migos I swim in the tank with sharks and not nemos Evil people who act like Don Cheadle I can smell a rat that Axe a strong deo' How we get the banks and land from white people? Zeros Pre '94 I was laanie Post '94, kwenzakalani? Grand folks voted for the party Even threw us in the garbage, Mmusi Maimane Say that we're the next Zimbabwe All I see is Zimbali from my suite in Dubane ADVERTISING [Chorus] Lions in the jungle Going in for the kill Number five with the mambo Then we sex and we chill Niggas in the club better keep their distance Oh it's finna go down for real This is for my gintsas with their fist up You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real [Verse 2] Young Forbes get the cheese White boys finna freeze Tracksuit in the boardroom Hundred bands in the keys Ever since I blew up, I feel like I'm 2Pac, they gon' give me group love like I'm Drew Hill Sleeping in the bed with my current mami game and I'm thinking 'bout who I'm gon' text Blue tick Is you gon' get the new [?] Ooh shame, who finna washa you lames? I be gone in a minute, touch down with the bus down, the sky is the limit From the start to the finish keep God in mind And my dogs go to heaven [Chorus] Lions in the jungle Going in for the kill Number five with the mambo Then we sex and we chill Niggas in the club better keep their distance Oh it's finna go down for real This is for my gintsas with their fist up You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real [Verse 3] Way before I got my Rands up Teachers would tell me to pull my pants up Parents evening was a disaster Show me love, show me love Been blowing up like Samsung If I had the brush cut something like Samson I was in the classroom dreaming up anthems Now they see the tattoos then they get asthma Tell me I'm handsome, tell me I'm cool Tell me everybody else been old news Tell me what's happening, what happened to the passion? What happened to the soul food? Everybody living with their nose down, caught up in their mobile Tryna act brand new (shuu) I guess a man gotta do what he gotta do [Chorus] Lions in the jungle Going in for the kill Number five with the mambo Then we sex and we chill Niggas in the club better keep their distance Oh it's finna go down for real This is for my gintsas with their fist up You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real You gon' touch my blood for real

Pardon me for the drama I put niggas through trauma Couldn't penetrate the armour Now they drinking sugar water Death or dishonour Head shots to this on like can't stop when I own the sweatshop Sauna Blood clot, Lawyers Everybody gotta have a dream I could probably get some diamond teeth If I ever meet Ben Baller TKZee, family Start a fight with Floyd Halloween (trick or treat) Thats guaranteed shibobo We ain't suppose to be on magazines None of this shit was normal Started jacking up for overseas Pretty queen baby oil Niggas gon be niggas, bitches won't be loyal Contracts 7 figures- Time piece like water! Sexy ngiya-understand-ah I'm in the section I'm flexing You pay attention. I pay my taxes Bando, you hold the candle Monna, relaxa My stature too international You…

How you gonna be my fiancee? Living like Rihanna thinking you're Beyonce Holidays with the small plane I bought you Balenciaga all I wanted was the small things Kanye 808 Heartbreak When I left my baby mama I thought you would be my soulmate You was a bum bae Now I'm talking to this Bombay You won't believe All these fucken nights I go freeze My mona lisa She all up in the streets Michael Angelo all up in the suites That's bitter sweet Aha Ahh Ahhaaaa What's the reason that you lost faith Sleeping at your mom's place Now I got some extra garage space Dark days praying for the last grace Wherever you are I wonder if you doing well Remember in London when I took you to see Miguel? Remember when I kicked you out the hotel? 50 minutes…

Run that ting back boy Run it Fuck boy better get out the way I'm too connected too well respected Bitches hanging up all my posters with the prestik If I do like I'm supposed to it's expected Please don't bother me for a photo Buy the guest list Yeses Take it back to the essence TDK cassette shit Still up with that shit Oh yeah I'm talking way back Way back when English or Vernac was still a question I'm the one they aim at We don't pay the same tax Don't stay in the same flats We aint in the building Rappers in the whack place Niggas got bad taste Tryna give me handshakes I don't overfill them Champagne give me toothache Bruce Wayne in the Coupe You niggas trapping on a Tuesday I hit the stew and hit the Duvet Birds eye point of view So high Gorilla glue North side…

[Pre-Chorus: AKA] You don’t wanna wanna see me flex no I’m gon' drown my sorrows in that demi sec, Jazzy Jeff Drinking out of the bottle like we Romeo and Juliet If I lose it all tomorrow will you still be here? [Chours: JR] Why you blowing up my iPhone? Why ung'buza ukuthi ngibuya nini? Wena mind yours! Tell how you want your Milo? You used to be my side & now you chilling in the wife zone [Verse 1: AKA] Tell me would you still be there if I was a weed head with Unathi dreads? Yeah Tell me would you still be there if I never pulled up in white BM'? Reebok and a icy wrist make a nigga say 'tsek to a Nike cheque Blaq Smith on the private jet he gon' take a snap shot of the BBS If I was a throw back like drop top? Would you put me in a box like Papsak? If I ain't had it lock like rastas? If I shapa chiskop like Busta? Nkalakatha, MDZ Everywhere like MTN? Wafa-Wafa er' weekend She gon' pull up in a maxi cab ADVERTISING [Pre-Chorus: AKA] You don’t wanna wanna see me flex no I’m gon' drown my sorrows in that demi sec, Jazzy Jeff Drinking out of the bottle like we Romeo and Juliet If I lose it all tomorrow will you still be here? [Chorus: JR] Why you blowing up my iPhone? Why ung'buza ukuthi ngibuya nini? Wena mind yours! Tell how you want your Milo? You used to be my side & now you chilling in the wife zone [Verse 2: AKA] Tell me would you still be here if a rich nigga sent you a spicy text? Tell me would you still be here if I never pulled up with a icy neck and shot of Courvoisier? If I had dicey cred' would you slice me bread? Or would I be slightly dead if a billionaire was in your DMs? Look at what egoli did Go ahead girl talk your shit Overseas with hommies that gon' treat Veuve Rich like Yogi Sip I'm tryna give you my everything Is you in the trap or you in the house or you wanna flex like Tellaman? Tell me what you want let's get it then [Pre-Chorus: AKA] You don’t wanna wanna see me flex no I’m gon' drown my sorrows in that demi sec, Jazzy Jeff Drinking out of the bottle like we Romeo and Juliet If I lose it all tomorrow will you still be here? [Chorus: JR] Why you blowing up my iPhone? Why ung'buza ukuthi ngibuya nini? Wena mind yours! Tell how you want your Milo? You used to be my side & now you chilling in the wife zone [Verse 3: Okmalumkoolkat] You remember when we shaying combos You remember chilling in the jondol You be playing games like Nintendo Kodwa mtwan' omuntu ngiyak'thanda Nowadays you do it for the likes Iciniso liyababa, where the ice? I'm about my money, ngiyasebenza All over my business in a handle I could put you up in a mansion Sidle i-lifestyle, sidle i-Sandton Yaz' abanye abantu banomona K'dala sihlanganisa now we're on Told you I could take you to the top You would never ever smell a four star Put you on the spovas not a All Star I'mma take you out, sidle i-Lobster Cava that combo his and hers Spura samaluda she the best Cava car keys, cav' the purse She love the palm trees and the sand We go 50/50 on the Benz We go 140 on the dash We been tryna get it living fast Amalobolo is in the plans [Pre-Chorus: AKA] You don’t wanna wanna see me flex no I’m gon' drown my sorrows in that demi sec, Jazzy Jeff Drinking out of the bottle like we Romeo and Juliet If I lose it all tomorrow will you still be here? [Chorus: JR] Why you blowing up my iPhone? Why ung'buza ukuthi ngibuya nini? Wena mind yours! Tell how you want your Milo? You used to be my side & now you chilling in the wife zone

I remember when I used to cav' you I was tryna get the W, damn Make a rich nigga act humble One thing about love it could drug you All I ever wanted was to be your stunt double Now we riding go-carts in the jungle How the magazine gon' say we in trouble? When you're in the first class seat with the combo? Miss me with the combo, ready D like royal rumble 'Bout to send a letter to your uncle, uh Tired of being a player, Johnny Bravo Living in a glass house, throwing stones like Chicago Okay malume, I see 20 dallies lining up for that bouquet Real niggas say they finna come duze And you know its a problem when they order a suitcase Oh, I love it, hey When everybody got their eyes on you my darling Sweet fire, aha Fire in my mouth Baby you have my attention He can't do it like I do My heart sings do re mi fa so la ti for you Holy father let me choose And my mamma raised me good Yah, that's good I remember when I used to love you Now I'm finna burst your bubble All the bad bads gon' sub you Every mommy in the street tryna cause trouble You remind me of my Jeep or my Beam W I just wanna ride Dali who the Bonnie to my Clyde? Cause I ain't tryna end up like Jabu All alone in the Deluxe condor On the phone with the BS convo I'm about to leave OR Tambo Don't speak to me like I ain't Pablo Don't listen to the voices in your head Beam group getting bread like Sasko, Sam Blow the whistle on the gram It's official, I done put you on the map Oh, I love it, hey When everybody got their eyes on you my darling Sweet fire, aha Fire in my mouth Baby you have my attention He can't do it like I do My heart sings do re mi fa so la ti for you Holy father let me choose And my mamma raised me good Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen Can't pretend I'm strong enough to love again Masenza kanje manje usendleleni I'm 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it till the end, ooh yeah He can't do it like I do My heart sings do re mi fa so la ti for you Holy father let me choose And my mamma raised me good

[Chorus] Running outta things I could prove myself Way too busy winning I'ma lose myself Everyday they gon' hate on us Mama said she gon' pray for us 'Cause I can't do it on my own You're that girlie, special somebody I know You beside me turn this house into a home Give me one good reason why ungenza so Yoh yoh yoh yoh [Verse 1] Caught up in the matrix Looking for love in the wrong places Cava the front page on a Sunday When they discover our location Cava the combination All I need is a little patience Takes guts to break up, the key to make up is foundation Talking 'bout real life When you do the right thing and it still don't feel right Set the bar real high You the broken heart, put your guard up, zero chill time Why you gotta be's like this Every single time I be overseas like this Broken promises when I leave my crib But you ain't got a problem spending the cheese I get How many break-ups we gon' have You even made me a plate When I pull up at your place to bring your shit back Even my ex call me a big fan Give me a time frame I got big plans But I don't buy face I buy sick bags Jetlag and smoke zig zags Fuck you the right way then play this back [Chorus] Running outta things I could prove myself Way too busy winning I'ma lose myself Everyday they gon' hate on us Mama said she gon' pray for us 'Cause I can't do it on my own You're that girlie, special somebody I know You beside me turn this house into a home Give me one good reason why ungenza so Yoh yoh yoh yoh [Verse 2] I'm busy praying for a miracle You was even in my video See I wanted you for a long time Couple years later now you're all mine Star sign Don't give me the cold shoulder like frost-bite Keep it North side X6 got four pipes Golf 6 that’s small fries They need an angle for their website But we just living our best life Gold chains is tangled on my chest like We show up at the venue if the cheque right Way too independent for your own good Maybe that's the reason we started this season off on the wrong foot Have to be strong, even your mom would Recommend reading the Lord's book I need 100 percent this is the last push I just wanna jog your memory In case you forgot I fought you and me Paid the cost to follow our hearts' energies Now all of a sudden my chick wanna leave All of our fans is gon' grieve All of our haters is gon' preach

Yeah, jiggy, jiggy, heavy, heavy All the girls love me oh, like money Call me, Jiggy, Jiggy, heavy, heavy All eyes on me, Makaveli Girl you got me speeding yeah, yeah Doing 240 on Lekki-Epe With the top down no do gra, gra You'd be drinking and the dirty money stinkin' Girl you got me speeding yeah, yeah Doing 240 on Lekki Epe With the top down, tryna shape pya pya Kedada, no do gra gra, no do You know what they call me? Fela in Versace, Fela in Versace Fela in Versace, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Fela in Versace, Fela in Versace Fela in Versace, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Big Shot, Super Star, Punisher, Finisher Call again, bodyguard Uh, they want more like Oliver Big Shot, Super Star, Punisher, Finisher Like two baba, what it say? Don't bruise my heart, ah delicate I saw you standing there-o Is the flashing lights gon' make me lose my way-o Mayo, dis a barrier Benny's in the 18 area All my Gs in the area I'm number 1 in a million Hey lekker, lekker fish and chips From the north to the south, west and east South Africa, eita da! She gon' blow my Gs Fela in Versace, Mandela in a 'Rari Rubber bands, where you get 'em from? Motherland, eMzansi Yeah, jiggy, jiggy, heavy, heavy All the girls love me oh, like money Call me, Jiggy, Jiggy, heavy, heavy All eyes on me, Makaveli Girl you got me speeding yeah, yeah Doing 240 on Lekki Epe With the top down no do gra, gra You'd be drinking and the dirty money stinkin' Girl you got me speeding yeah, yeah Doing 240 on Lekki Epe With the top down, tryna shape pya pya Kedada, no do gra gra, no do You know what they call me? Fela in Versace, Fela in Versace Fela in Versace, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Fela in Versace, Fela in Versace Fela in Versace, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Oh nana don't stress me I'm just looking out for your breasties Me and this guap been besties Tell me which blood clot boy gwan test me 'Cause I came a long way, now I'm flexing I can tell you watch bey like wrestling I'm a smooth criminal Took her to the mall, I'ma ball like Lionel Sexy she call me oga F.C. Barcelona Time piece like pneumonia Sweet melanin, Coca Cola Big Shot, Super Star, Punisher, Finisher Call again, bodyguard Uh they want more like Oliver Big Shot, Super Star, Punisher, Finisher Like two baba, what it say? Don't bruise my heart, ah delicate Fela in Versace, Mandela in a 'Rari Rubber bands, where you get em from? Motherland, eMzansi Yeah, jiggy, jiggy, heavy, heavy All the girls love me oh, like money Call me, jiggy, jiggy, heavy, heavy All eyes on me, Makaveli Girl you got me speeding yeah, yeah Doing 240 on Lekki Epe With the top down no do gra, gra You'd be drinking and the dirty money stinkin' Girl you got me speeding yeah, yeah Doing 240 on Lekki Epe With the top down, tryna shape pya pya Kedada, no do gra gra, no do You know what they call me? Fela in Versace, Fela in Versace Fela in Versace, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Fela in Versace, Fela in Versace Fela in Versace, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: AKA] I finna pull up in the coupe Damn, its a movie Tell me are you in, are you full in? Or you just got a fat booty? Pythons on the Gucci Got your boyfriend acting like a groupie VVS in the jewellery Now do I look like i got left for bad and boujee We drive cars like Viano Behind bars like Brigado Lunch meet at Palazzo Penthouse room key like piano With the homies Sippin [?], how you know me? Chilling in the club, with the Stogie Boy you binneplaas I'm from Jozi [Chorus: AKA] Aiyoyo Siya jaiva so I’m in my zone Oh yeah I feel it in my bones Slizer tsotsi, mayibabo Lord don’t give me anything I can’t control [Bridge: AKA] I know you ain't here for the money I know you want me i call you mgani wami And I know that you know that i know Make you my honey Buy you Gucci and Succi [Verse 3: AKA] I’m finna pull up with the fammo Whats the handle? Niggas switch sides like channels Tryna blend in like camo’ Gold chains in my section Twenty Rosé for the friendships Mwaah, thats a French kiss Ice cold, like revenging Way back I had to pay for entrance [?] Got a price tag, its gonna make you defensive Is that the reason why you find me offensive I’m feeling quite festive I need names and addresses I need sizes of shoes i need sizes of dresses Can’t move in the undetected Spread the message, yeses [Outro: AKA] I know you ain't here for the money I know you want me [?] And I know that you know that i know Make you my honey Buy you Gucci and Succi

[Chorus: AKA] I really know how it feel, yeah Be stressed out, chest out Stomach in, chest out Head down, grinding Paying my dues in silence All of my dudes is violent Sirens, sirens Get down, get down Koketsa, dintsang All of these youth is wildin' So all of this juice inspiring Never gon' lose my timing Pressure produced these diamonds Young man, young man You can have the coupe that I'm in All you gotta do is lalela, lalela, lalela, lalela Amen, amen, amen [Post-Chorus: AKA] I really know how it feels, yeah Stressed out, stressed out Stomach in, chest out [Verse 1: AKA] If I was a president like Thabo I would pull out all kids from Eldos And I'll put them on the couch with Thato That's my bros, bros, something like Bakos 10 years been the king of the castle Break 'em all a little cheese like nachos Big dreams, colossal Migraines, Panado

Any day this life gon' flash before your eyes In a girl like you I see my whole design And the way I feel for you can't be described no No, no I lose my mind oh Baby yo You drive me crazy-o But you nah hear me though I'm in your radio Put it all on you Write this song for you I been gone from you Way too long from you Thathi isghubhu (Thath'Isgubhu) Ah Xigubu Asbambeki bazosthol'emoyeni Sophel'emaweni Emlanjeni Khanda liyazula Aow jikelele Aow jikelele (jikelele) Elele (jikelele) Jikelele jikelele Aow jikelele (jikelele) Elele (jikelele) Jikelele jikelele Any day this life gon' flash before your eyes In a girl like you i see my whole design And the way i feel for you can't be described no No, no I lose my mind oh Baby yo You drive me crazy-o But you nah hear me though I'm in your radio Put it all on you Write this song for you I been gone from you Way too long from you Thathi isghubhu (Thath'Isgubhu) Ah Xigubu Asbambeki bazosthol'emoyeni Sophel'emaweni Emlanjeni Khanda liyazula Aow jikelele Aow jikelele (jikelele) Elele (jikelele) Jikelele jikelele Aow jikelele (jikelele) Elele (jikelele) Jikelele jikelele Tell me are you my ride or die? My future wife? One day we gon' walk down the aisle Don't be surprised I need stability I need some peace of mind I need tranquility So we can live this life Rambo, I go load up the ammo We gon' pull out the lambo I put you on the label Responsibility, thats on my shoulders I love your melanin, thats Coca-Cola If I tell you, you my baby will you stay the night? Wouldn't bring to the table to change your life Don't be surprised Champagne on ice Umkhonto we Sizwe My people gon' pull up in Rovers Any day the life gon' flash before your eyes In a girl like you i see my whole desire And the way i feel for you can't be described no No, no I lose my mind oh Baby yo You drive me crazy yo But you nah hear me though I'm in your radio Put it all on you Write this song for you I been gone from you Way too long from you Thathi isghubhu (Thath'Isgubhu) Ah Xigubu Asbambeki bazosthol'emoyeni Sophel'emaweni Emlanjeni Khanda liyazula Aow jikelele Aow jikelele (jikelele) Elele (jikelele) Jikelele jikelele Aow jikelele (jikelele) Elele (jikelele) Jikelele jikelele Source: LyricFind

You played it safe, I raised the bar Amazing grace, I praise the Lord Versace store, the world is yours Monate so, monate so Paparazzi wanna fuck with a happy home The shwashwi in the cut with a camera phone Everytime we in the club it's a family show Take the trophy home, we the champions Champions Always knew you'd be on top again Supa Mega he on top again Couple dalis in the cut for the ambience But you whiling, 'bout to call you a maxi home It's a classic night, Friday action night Paid the price for everything that we sacrificed For the bragging rights I deserve this life It's a perfect time to keep my circle tight Fuck the flashing lights, fuck the plastic life What's the verdict when I pull up at the traffic light? Who got the juice? Who got the juice? Somebody make me an offer I can't refuse This summer we on some other "Let's act a fool" Do numbers like Khuli Chana with Absolut What it look like? Everytime we pull up it's a good time All in good time like good wine Record labels acting like Suge Knight Keep it North side Don't ever treat me like a popeye I got my niggas on standby You gon' say hello to the bad guys You played it safe, I raised the bar Amazing grace, I praise the Lord Versace store, the world is yours Monate so, monate so Paparazzi wanna fuck with a happy home The shwashwi in the cut with a camera phone Everytime we in the club it's a family show Take the trophy home, we the champions Champions Always knew you'd be on top again Supa Mega he on top again These niggas pulling out weapons Tryna take shots at Mega Tell me what you know about pressure You too busy worried 'bout blessers Smoking that Shoprite Checkers My impact is something you can't measure Who went plat without a vernac record? Let's talk facts and give me some damn credit I got a few things in the cabinet Five gold rings like a champion And I ain't gon change I'm a savage Sipping rosé with the family What it look like? Everytime we pull up it's a good time Killing my vibe that's suicide If I get that shoe size, kiss it goodbye No need to worry bout the news guy Cause every story got two sides We pop culture, paid the full price For chilling pool side under blue skies You played it safe, I raised the bar Amazing grace, I praise the Lord Versace store, the world is yours Monate so, monate so Paparazzi wanna fuck with a happy home The shwashwi in the cut with a camera phone Everytime we in the club it's a family show Take the trophy home, we the champions Champions Always knew you'd be on top again Supa Mega he on top again Closer to my dreams [?] in my genes My nigga please, the flow a 100 degrees You see the beams? I'm like a money machine My legal team can't stomach my Twitter feed Aye, and ever since "Victory Lap" It never felt this good to be bad The powers that be are so mad You ain't sick of me yet But lowkey they be giving me dap, that's how the game goes Purple rain, all I see is rainbows I remember days when I was fucking with lame hoes I never changed, my budget up, my chain gold Let's celebrate, I'm pulling up with the same bros How the saying goes? Huh? I paid the cost to be the boss, the main O I'm in the Source, you in the dark, it's painful Nobody got it like I got it where I came from Cuban cigars up in your videos Thatha ama chance, thatha ama millions Who got the buzz? Who got the spiliyoni? Dala what you must, the real niggas know You played it safe, I raised the bar Amazing grace, I praise the Lord Versace store, the world is yours Monate so, monate so Paparazzi wanna fuck with a happy home The shwashi in the cut with a camera phone Everytime we in the club it's a family show Take the trophy home, we the champions Champions