Tweezy – The Breakthrough Lyrics

Tweezy – The Breakthrough Lyrics

Lyrics For The Breakthrough By Tweezy Ft Shamyzii

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All these voices in my head
Ain’t making no more sense
All these voices in my head
Will put me down to rest
Tryna get through to you
Don’t wanna be losing you
Gotta be true to you
Until that breakthrough
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
All these voices in my head
Ain’t making no more sense
All these voices in my head
Will put me down to rest
Tryna get through to you
Don’t wanna be losing you
Gotta be true to you
Until that breakthrough
Until that breakthrough

verse 1
I’m getting sick and tired
Of waking up and wondering when my time will come
I’m starting to feel like
My day will come when Jesus comes
I went from being the greatest rapper that ever was
To feeling like the greatest rapper that never was
K’qala kwami I had dreams that I would spit a bar
Be a star, make some money
One day I will buy a car
Ngazam uk’yek’ isgela, ngfun’ uk’phanda
Nje ngehlanya, beng’sangana ekhanda
Any plan, there ain’t another
I made some beats that blew up a couple charts
Won a few awards making music for superstars
I’m blessed, how the fuck I end up feeling so depressed
Man success will leave you stressed
‘Cause uzobekela abantu, thinking that yo made a friend
But ivili maselijika that friendship will hit the pits
Mak’sena bangani ak’na call from ama ?
I gotta sip a drug, I’m falling off, I ain’t shit
When you’re all alone, people act like you don’t exist
That’s th kinda shit that makes you wanna slit your wrist
Friends turn to foes, real niggas turn to hoes
Man you ain’t no Wayan brother
Why you actin’ like botch
Mizing all of my calls ’til someone tells you I’m dead
Now you wanna cry and log on Twitter for a thread
Acting like you care
Maar on WhatsApp mangi’kshaya neg text
You blue-tick and leave it read

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verse 2
I’m getting sick and tired
Of waking up and wondering when my time will come
I’m starting to feel like
My day will come when Jesus comes
I went from being the greatest rapper that ever was
To feeling like the greatest rapper that never was
Wena waungenzenjani
You’re making it, spending money on promos and marketing
Mara kubed’ iplan
Record labels saying you ain’t enough
You’re losing money that you saved
Building a dream that ain’t paying enough
Losing out o faith these days
And I don’ really celebrate too much these days
Scrolling on my phone and I see these phony niggas
I feel like I got reason to hate these snakes
Like when will I be great these days
And when will I run into niggas that share fame with you
Act lie they’re friends but they’re hella fake
And use me up like a scholar uses pencil case
I know niggas is tricky but in any case
I still thought you was a special case
I had your back, did a lot of shit for you in any way
We made a classic an even thought you had shot to pay
You ain’t pay me for sleepless nights
I never play just to make sure that the tape is great
I started slacking and I had my dreams on delay
So you can have some Supa Mega shit on high rotation
Well at least you kinda tried to pay
It wasn’t enough for one beat
But shit I got your back man
You got a lot of things that you gotta face
You’ll be better the next time
Let’s get this out the way
It;s time for volume two, you gotta nigga playing
Man it’s funny how niggas change
I thought I made a real friend and now I’m feeling all betrayed
Yeah you was real as most of these rappers’ chains

Ey, there;s beauty in the struggle
Noma ngingaruzuka bade, I will never fumble
As’phande on the double
I’ve been fighting so many demons, it’s royal rumble
But in this concrete jungle
I’m tossing with the shovel
Ngiyakupa nga le shovel
This diamond in the rubble
This is the city of gold
So there’s hella gold to go around
So ngizobekezela
Amaphupho ami asazofezeka
Iinhlungu nyiyibinile, Amehlo ami azogezeka
If my ? could talk, every day bezomemeza
Ain’t nothing more, I want to be the best that did it
My moment is minutes away dog, I can feel it
Nje ngeset laka Senzo, ngizohlala ngine spirit
Now do you dig it, like sbali Booker T said
Ng’fun imali ngoba nageke ngidl’ istreet cred
I’m not alone, I’m surrounded by all of my street friends
Everywhere lasihamba khona, we paint the streets red

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