Tumi Molekane - Too Long lyrics

[Hook: Tribal] Said I done gave a f** for too long Let all these simple n***as sh** on my lap Ngadedela osebentini kwabi 'kwampunze 'dlemini Now I'm no more Mr Nice Guy Been in this game for too long Nga xoba lendlela You sh**ting no, not more Let you know You messing with the real G Bambhatha on this rap sh** Now that's some real sh**, yeah [Verse 1: 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 d**h 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 brethren 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 cadence is Young Thug The look on my face is "What in the f**?" The Migos flow, the video's stolen The new song you just dropped sounds like the one we all know To each his own but the problem is n***as get the confidence like they do something marvellous 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, how's 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 y'all went touring as the most of em That's real life Came up a n***a 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 be like three months shopping Your girl looking at you like "I need more options" Aye! 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 co*k block him Come with deluxe condoms so Happy New Year everybody Tell these n***as I'm coming for the top ten I said Happy New Year everybody If you don't like that then you ain't got ears, Tribal.. [Hook: Tribal] Said I done give a f** for too long Let all these simple n***as sh** on my lap Ngadedela osebentini kwabi 'kwampunze 'dlemini Now I'm no more Mr Nice Guy Been in this game for too long Nga xoba lendlela You sh**ting no-no more Let you know You messing with the real G Bambhatha on this rap sh** Now thats some real sh**, yeah