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letra de look at me now - soweto tshepiso

head on shoulders from the get go
my life is on this instrumental
well it is what it is
i’mma say what i like
and i did what i does
just to get where i was
look at me now

how can you resist
all the slaps that we put in
trying to resist
the arrogance that is brewing
recognise a real one

i gotta light all this gas up
n-ggas been trying to mash up
but i’m on the work
f-ck all the girls
that could’ve never respected
if we wasn’t it
without all the cl!cks, the clout
without all the cheques
you wasn’t mid but i wouldn’t pick
plus my woman is pretty
all of this sh-t
loaded and this
is one h-ll of a projectile
putin with this
press up the gas
son went off on a tantrum
dreams moving like contagions
seen mans in a merc
and i never got to mention
we root for the mans
andy warhol when i touch pad
get groovy with a canvas
and the woke mob scanning freestyles
with intentions to censor
take all the bullsh-t away
take all the, ey
take all the pulpits away
f-ck all the preach
reload this smoke
mirror i see goat
made sure this sh-t potent
made sure this sh-t blows
coming for the gold in the last
minute the ghost
cats think they bosses that’s high hopes
i hope
head on shoulders from the get go
my life is on this instrumental
well it is what it is
i’mma say what i like
and i did what i does
just to get where i was
look at me now

how can you resist
all the slaps that we put in
trying to resist
the arrogance that is brewing
recognise a real one

and if you recognise a real one
yeah
shut it and just let me say something
if you recognise a real one
ooh
shut and just let me play
something, yeah

all of my jams akin to a cat fight
i‘m bringing nothing but slaps
i hop on a track
and the minute ras writes
i’m getting nothing but daps
yeah i wanna smash
but i think my past life
should just remain where it’s at
now i want a chance
to win and get cash right
splurge on the fam le ma gents
all of this talent mean nothing
if i’m not seeing the pasture lit
you cats commit
too many crimes
the music is dying
you asked for it
the fans omit
telling the truth
you n-ggas is wack
you trash or mid
f-ck an excuse you craft vomit
tired of losing gas on it
head on shoulders when we get home
and i don’t wanna see it till it’s wet, oh
toss it back to me like it’s an echo
make it leak like a faucet dawg
ain’t no false alarm, yeah it’s god
head on shoulders from the get go
my life is on this instrumental
well it is what it is
i’mma say what i like
and i did what i does
just to get where i was
look at me now

how can you resist
all the slaps that we put in
trying to resist
the arrogance that is brewing
recognise a real one

- soweto tshepiso

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