SCOTTISH PRINGLE

This shit is like a lifeline Never in my lifetime figured that I could rhyme, touch somebody's heart Against all odds Imma keep making this art Ever since I started knew that I was honest to my self Lose my mind when I think that I can die any day Show gratitude towards the presence, I'm the greatest everyday It's already happening We push the product like nose candy Cause a damage to the opponent Right now I'm in the basement sipping extra Corona Brown envelope, kaffirs do payola It's different then you think it is This game is full of negatives Said imma get it or die rapping In the zone play the beat I start snapping Champ' jacket, keep the ratchet never get caught lacking Everything I do I spaz it nigga She in my room while you tryna kick it with her She down cause she know I paint the picture vivid I Look like old money Smell like old money My 2019 reeboks, done kicked doors Johannesburg Stock Exchange, I’m burning sage at top floor They self-destructing hiding DSP pages, Charts flyin' out the window, pissing out the window Staring out the city, golden hour shower on their record label A&Rs We broke the bar and set it high Classified files, numbers on the board in accordance to the gods Swear they can’t abort The cat is out the box Scum Babies, Flyshit The safest bet in rap stocks They can’t short what’s rock bottom proven Kaffirs did Hadoukens to the hunger games We saw flames In hell & highwaters Threw the babies out with bathwater The rap plague, we broke plaques Weathered storms, I stood firm In Suede grasshoppers Sauvage Dior odour Suave love daughters, The hood flytalker Swear they can’t afford us, swear they can't afford us I Look like old money Smell like old money