Big Smoke! SK Level!Greaze!Listen!Like a bullet from a gun, it burnsWhen you realise she was never your girl,It was just your turn,You gotta face your demons,Don't matter how much money you earn,Your niggas said 4L,But the shit got real and you weren't concerned,The same old story, the world spins 'round and 'round, fam,Lessons have to get learned.Truth has to be told,I don't bend, I don't fold,I lost count how many we sold,I went Silver, I went Gold,Then I went Platinum, so what's next?Supermodels tryna sex,Sendin' nudes on a text,Can't believe I used to be vexed.See, it's too easyTo write a sad song about how my dad raised me,'Cause I'm lookin' in the mirror and my dad made meA real top boy, I just can't play the victim,Been livin' my life as a kingpin,I'm calm with the heat in the kitchen,I was a young boy, mum told me what my name really means,And the power just kicked in.I found my way home,Then I saw my granddad's name on a gravestone,The same as mine, already dead,Nothing to fear, I been here from time,Chief SK sippin' on palm wine,Every day I laugh at these niggas online,Another one, here today, gone tomorrow,Dickridin' for some likes and a follow.Put in the work, that's all you need to bust,Shoutout Lancey, Headie, and J Hus,Shout 67, oh, you see them with us,We was on tour, bare weed on the bus,Feds outside, the bus gotta push to the next city, gotta rush,Big plans gettin' discussed, so freedom is a must,Fuck the police, tell 'em, "Eat my dust!"'Cause still it ain't safe, not even in a world full of cops,I got bored of askin', "When is this hurt gonna stop?"We don't want to conversate or confer with the opps,It is what it is,Recently, I've been learnin' a lot,All I know is there's no better feelingThan gettin' home and seein' my little girl in a cot, soThis year we're done talkin',Forget the bagga chat, it's just action,Man are trollin' to get a reaction,Every day it's another distraction,Gotta fight temptation, can't get lost in the sauce,Have I got a heart? Yeah, of course,But I had to put my feelings on pause.'Cause like a bullet from a gun, it burnsWhen you realise she was never your girl,It was just your turn,You gotta face your demons,Don't matter how much money you earn,Your niggas said 4L,But the shit got real and you weren't concerned,The same old story, the world spins 'round and 'round, fam,Lessons have to get learned.Planet Earth!
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