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JIGGY STAPES & KINDLYNXSH W/ FIEND ANGEL - LUCID NIGHTS

[VERSE: Teej XLV]

XLV, bitch. I’m back with Barettas
Told you pussies that I got a vendetta.
Say what I want, Julius Malema.
Racks tall, manifesting the feta.

I wanna drip that shawty in Margiella
Kinda scary this semester been setup.
Hella Mary in my lungs, 
Detox? I could never.

I prolly smoke the whole pack in a week
Got a nigga speaking Vietnamese, Venetian.
Apathetic, yeah you know I been gleeshing.
I been sober for a week, now I’m fiending.

Pop me a bean in the week and I’m Gucci.
I’m hella paranoid, I need a toolie.
Need something real, I can’t fuck with a groupie.
I been riding around town in a hooptie

Get the bag, gotta spend it or double it.
I got fans up in Ireland, Dublin.
There’s no need to explain, I’m not one of them.
Roll a zoot, when I tote I get hella Zen.

Coming up, I was mimicking Eminem.
I think I was ashamed of my melanin
‘Til I realized the talent was heaven sent.
I’m an alien, Benjamin Tennyson.

Shoot, mangibong’ amadlozi.
The move was to go up to Jozi but I wasn’t ready.
So I got a flat in the Cape.
Man, I’m going dumb and then ape. I’m chasing the fetty.

The skrilla, the guala, the petty.
Man, they gotta pay me a levy whenever I pull up.
These niggas held back by their envy.
They think that they hard, but their shit isn’t heavy.

Please do not get it confused
I'm not the nigga you knew before.
I've changed. Dealt with the pain. 
Nothing is permanent, besides the grave. 

Pour up the 'pane to numb all the pain.
Pop me a bean and it keep me sane.
Bitch, I’ma lion. She stroking the mane.
Give me a piece of your mind, your brain.

Spitting soliloquy’s from the top of my dome, nigga.
Words are my weapon. Don’t tote on a chrome.
My body a temple, I treat it as such.
I spark a blunt, and I don’t give a fuck yeah.

Can’t trust my dawgs, these days. They moving too sus, yeah.
I put my heart on the line ‘cause I knew what it was, yeah.
Just some shit I had to learn from.
I took an L and I made it a lesson. Roll up and I burn one.

I got some trust issues.
Life is kinda like a prostitute
Fuck anyone for a buck or two.
Luciana wears Prada, too. Ouu.

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E.F.A.E Freestyle Credits:

Written By: P. Khoza & J. Negasi 
Lyricst: PhilaBoi_K
Composer: Julian 'EPIK' Negasi
Recorded & Mixed By: P. Khoza
Mastered By: K. Ramaboea (SONiC)
Cover Art By: SONiC

Lyrics:

My daddy wasn't around that's how I grew into a Gohan
Mama was my Piccolo she train me how to go hard
Skinny nigga big heart, but that don't mean I'm too soft
P-B-K the P for Plutonium better thread soft

Knew that I would break hearts started doing what I want
Niggas say they love you but truly that Henny too much
Bottles but I don't sip much, leaning back with no two cup
Always elevated I'm steady floating on Nimbus

Don't ever turn the cheek
I double dare you to check us like we ain't V.I.P
I'm blessed, I give thanks to the G-O-D
Mama named after the life that I'm meant to live, okay 

God forgives while I hope that one day
I come across the very same people who did me wrong
So I can look them in the eye and tell them that I know
That I grew from our past I'm finally feeling growth

Wax on wax off Mr Miyagi in my flow
Meditated I manifested my daughter's pure soul
Little Daisy I'mma shine they worship daddy like the pope
Never ever slowing down cause I'm inclined to peak the slope uh

Been a ghost in this music shit lately
I took a back seat I've been raising my baby
I'm raising the bar daily 
I'm on the sidelines 
Don't get it wrong cause I coach how they playing

I hope they don't play me 
Hope my faith doesn't delay me
Feel the fire in my blood and my soul radiating
Reach for the dream leave them all aching and chasing 
The ground's for the breaking, gotta rise hot in the stove the bun for the baking 

I know the plate's for the taking 
The stakes chopped tell me what's your comma percentage 
Essentially we all living in a numbers maze 
I pray to God that I make it out the South okay 
Nigga. 

Thank You For Listening 🙏🏾🇿🇦🌍

JIGGY STAPES & KINDLYNXSH W/ FIEND ANGEL - LUCID NIGHTS

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