by Kasi Lyrics | Posted on January 13, 2016January 13, 2016 | SA Hip Hop Lyrics

Tumi Molekane – Too Long Lyrics

Too Long Lyrics By Tumi Molekane

[Hook: Tribal]
Said I done give a fuck for too long
Let all these simple niggas shit on my lap
Nga dedela u17 ???
Now I’m no more Mr Nice Guy
Been in this game for too long
Nga xoba lendlela
You shitting no-no more
Let you know
You messing with the real G
Bambhatha on this rap shit
Now thats some real shit, yeah

[Verse: Tumi]
The best ever of whatever’s best
Never rest or stop until I top Everest
Front runner when I take a step
You might plummet from the summit
Your chest
Better have a nest
It’s all rhetoric
They say I’m not for the brothers and sisters
I tell ’em it’s all relative
No cousin of death no sleep ’til my buzz is correct
But I bet my name ring bells if you question the rep
But see this Cape Town you better pay mine
Never known a man to cash a cheque off his back so check
We were bred against odds
That meant me and my bretheren rise
When the temperature spoke so you turned to your notes
My temperament felt by the ones left in informal settlements
Unsettled by debt and silly rappers wanna flex with the belt
But your whole style’s bitten
You just playing who Said It The Best
Your hook is Drake, your cadance is Young Thug
The look on my face is what In the fuck
The Migos flow, the video stolen
The new song you just dropped sounds like the one we all know
To each his own but the problem is
Niggas get the confidence like they do something marvelous
They really don’t
And here’s the worst of it
Instead of guessing who I’m talking about
I bet it applies to most of em
But enough about them, hows about me
Unstoppable T been running since 16
No pitstop, what makes me tick tock
Not a Swiss wrist watch
Just face timing with my cousin in the Swiss Alps
And that’s real ice
Was blowing up Europe before yall went touring as the most of em
That’s real life
Came up a nigga sold grams for a thin slice
I lost my old man to the big fight, real life
Your image sold on Instagram for six likes
And think you hold a lamp to a speed light
I’m just like…
Picture me with a filter, I really bleed in the scriptures
Punchlines ain’t for sport I’m like Ali with the minister
So I guess that makes me conscious
But what you call it when I send your table more bottles
One swipe D like three month shopping
Your girl looking at you like I Need More Options
Eh! I’m about to have a ego problem
Once I get the numbers like a sea nose rusting
You can’t stop him
You gon need another excuse to cock block him
Come with deluxe condoms so
Happy New Year everybody
Tell these niggas I’m coming for the top ten
Happy New Year everybody
If you don’t like that then you don’t got ears
Try me

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