Dip

(album: Cape Town '18 - 2018)

Maybe I do something
That you can't take
Gotta keep moving
Keep filling the plate
Please do not call
'Cause I'm smoking an eights
I got the dough
Gotta bake up the cake
Aye
I see they lazy
Staying in bed like a baby
But they the ones calling me crazy
Huh what?
Huh what?
Yuh
Smoking on dope
Yah
Uh
Gotta let go
Tah
Ehh
I got the door
And you got the key
I got the door
And yeah you got the
Been on a trip
Say what?
I do not quit
No way
I gotta live
And you gotta dip
I gotta live
And you gotta

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You gotta
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You gotta
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You gotta
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I don't know why you thought that you could stay?
Why why why
Better make moves
'Cause the talk is the same
Yah
Yah
Yah
You on the bench but you not in the game
Don't talk shit
Huh
You talking shit
While I'm jumping on planes
You talking shit while I'm jumping on
I've been on my own shit
Still a kid
Not that grown shit
Still a cig
In the outfit
I do it
You talk it
I'm moving
You stalking
I'm looking for light
In the darkness
The money
The target
That's why they keep killing'
Our brothers
I hope you gon' wake up
Tomorrow

BLESS
Huh
Sorry But you gotta...

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You gotta
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You gotta
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You gotta
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