Loco
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Ayo I give my heart and soul to this, but yo these niggas never notice it
I don’t take long to decide, I just go for it
I am not controlled by my pride, that’s my approach to it
Put my whole hood in the [?] so they could [?] from it
But niggas couldn’t tell a blessing if it hit them
They only know how to measure the money that you give them
The only help they really want is help that has money in it
You offer another option and then they hardly willing
But how about I help you think so you could grow?
Or help you use the little that you have so you could know
I’m not saying that I don’t wanna help you with the dough but that’s temporary
I’d rather teach you ways you can envoke
Like teach you how to fish instead of giving you fish
Wanna help you become self-sufficient cause you my nigga
But all you wanna hear is “How much do you need?”
f**k outta here nigga, you know I got people to feed
My mama been feeling ill, sister can’t pay the bills
And you want me to worry ’bout how other niggas feel?
This sh*t crazy, I guess it comes with the fame
I got niggas who never met me telling me that I’ve changed
[Chorus]
That sh*t mad, loco, that sh*t crazy (Ayo I can’t take that sh*t)
That sh*t mad, loco, that sh*t crazy (Ayo I can’t take that sh*t)
That sh*t mad, loco, that sh*t crazy yo (Ayo I can’t take that sh*t)
That sh*t mad, botseno, that sh*t crazy (Ayo I can’t take that sh*t)
[Verse 2]
Y’all can go and claim that I’m a bad person, I don’t give a f**k
I know I’m good people
Y’all can go and tell all the stories until I look evil
Seen it all and done it all, sometimes I don’t believe people
I’m just careful of how I treat people, cause I know pride can kill a man
Too many been the best then they fell off so bad they wish they could cut they head off
Depression kickin’ in, le borderline ya botseno
Nakgana motho asa tlhora a fora ledi Kellogg’s
Moer, [?]
[?]
Damn! Just the thought of it is crazy on it’s own
I mean, you think about it maybe on a daily when alone
Like eish, maybe if I didn’t blow up this big
Maybe if I didn’t make history
Maybe if I didn’t sign myself and told ’em to beat the system
Maybe all the pressure would be different
But then again, I won’t be remembered as the guy that settled
I gotta take the punches, new level new devil
My mama ain’t famous, but journalists harrass her
The joke ain’t funny, they laugh cause it’s Cassper
The retweets be mean as sh*t, they be like “Voetsek-tsek”
But then they claim I’m harsh and I’m arrogant when I clap back
I feed my family and I use my gift
Man what you buy with that f**kin’ matric?
Oh for real?
[Chorus]
That sh*t mad, loco, that sh*t crazy (Ayo I can’t take that sh*t)
That sh*t mad, loco, that sh*t crazy (Ayo I can’t take that sh*t)
That sh*t mad, loco, that sh*t crazy yo (Ayo I can’t take that sh*t)
That sh*t mad, botseno, that sh*t crazy (Ayo I can’t take that sh*t)
[Bridge]
Yeah fake ass niggas (I can’t take that sh*t)
Disloyal b**ches (I can’t take that sh*t)
Ungrateful people (I can’t take that sh*t)
All you jealous niggas (I can’t take that sh*t)
Yeah, I said fake ass niggas (I can’t take that sh*t)
Disloyal b**ches (I can’t take that sh*t)
Ungrateful people (I can’t take that sh*t)
Niggas who don’t bath (I can’t take that sh*t)
[Outro]
I think niggas who don’t bath are the worst
Actually I’m lying they come right after the Hip-Hop peers
You know them niggas who know Hip-Hop more than everybody?
The presidents of Hip Hop, you know the prime ministers of punchlines?
Them niggas, know bo papa ka ba owner Hip Hop
You know them niggas?
I hate them niggas, man
They be like,” Yo son what kind of nigga releases a song like Tito Mboweni, son? You tripping, that sh*t is trash son”
