Thanking God for All My Bros
Lyrics
Someone stole my 32 keys
Couldn't make beats for a week
My nigga Dotcom laced me with a keyrig 49 keys m audio series
I branded all the beats I made from it k series
Over 400 on my PC uh
So much heat from my k series
Got me screaming Dotcom you a beast
Couldn't get thru without my homies
I Got evicted nowhere to stay
KMWise and Siya took me in
Three niggas couped up in a shack
Sharing pilchards and a gaff never smoking crack
But we had Some weed and some lean
Brothers sharing cockroaches heads just to eat
Couldn't get thru without my team
All my funds got depleted
Finished my trap pack no reup
Madalaz in Japan laced me up with a grand just to breathe and reup on the green
My car had broken down and Roosta laced me up with some pounds
To get back on the road
He kept on saying never trust no hoes
I couldn't get thru without my bros
I got to joburg homeless and broken
No place to mix and master my songs
But Weezy and Kasstro and Tebza kept saying Monexus don't worry we got you
I managed to restart and reboot
And make money from music while sleeping in their basement
Cosmo city yes it was so basic
But I'd never had made it thru without those gangsters
Never never make it on my own
Never never never trust a hoe
But I'm thanking God for all my bros
Y'all dont know
How much I appreciate the way you got my back
Ahkeyah, Richie, Zweli, Sanza, Mbata, Nyambz, Emex
I don't know what y'all see in me I'm grateful holla back
The most high has got my back through all of y'all so I'm relaxed
But I gotta give back
So I'm working hard in the Stu
Making moves London on tour
Selling shrooms, greenhouse and pure coke
But don't go tell my mama I be selling dope
Someone stole my 32 keys
Couldn't make beats for a week
My nigga Dotcom laced me with a keyrig 49 keys m audio series
I branded all the beats I made from it k series
Over 400 on my PC uh
So much heat from my k series
Got me screaming Dotcom you a beast
Couldn't get thru without my homies
I Got evicted nowhere to stay
KMWise and Siya took me in
Three niggas couped up in a shack
Sharing pilchards and a gaff never smoking crack
But we had Some weed and some lean
Brothers sharing cockroaches heads just to eat
Couldn't get thru without my team
All my funds got depleted
Finished my trap pack no reup
Madalaz in Japan laced me up with a grand just to breathe and reup on the green
My car had broken down and Roosta laced me up with some pounds
To get back on the road
He kept on saying never trust no hoes
I couldn't get thru without my bros
I got to joburg homeless and broken
No place to mix and master my songs
But Weezy and Kasstro and Tebza kept saying Monexus don't worry we got you
I managed to restart and reboot
And make money from music while sleeping in their basement
Cosmo city yes it was so basic
But I'd never had made it thru without those gangsters
Never never make it on my own
Never never never trust a hoe
But I'm thanking God for all my bros
Y'all dont know
How much I appreciate the way you got my back
Ahkeyah, Richie, Zweli, Sanza, Mbata, Nyambz, Emex
I don't know what y'all see in me I'm grateful holla back
The most high has got my back through all of y'all so I'm relaxed
But I gotta give back
So I'm working hard in the Stu
Making moves London on tour
Selling shrooms, greenhouse and pure coke
But don't go tell my mama I be selling dope
Writer(s): Moemedi Poncana
Copyright(s): Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid
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