Laudable - S.I.H.M (South In Her Mouth)

Fettuccine Fade
I'm the coolest around
And the AC got me cool me in the house
Rolling and we folding up stupid amounts
And this shawty tryna fit the whole thang in her mouth
Son of the west in the set of the south
Sun sets in the west
So we shutting it down
Eyes shut but I'm still moving around
And I'm in my bag like I'm moving em out
And I make moves I manuever the route
Sipping on a Hen and the coupe is around
If I'm drunk, never drive
I just crash on the couch
Spirit intact, I'm influencing now
Been sick
I done had the flu for a while
Nigga this shit got my whole mood looking foul
but I stay true even in a pool or a crowd
Bowl packed and it's packed to brim off the loud
Going in, ain't no permission required
Gotta see it through if I don't make alive
(Ah)
At least then know that this thing was a lie
Gotta put it on me
I put it my guys
What you know about life
What you know about strife
Wait
What you know about I?
What you know about style
Cheffing in the kitchen
As I've done for a while
Did it for the G's
And I gotta put down
Plates
Gotta put plates
And I gotta say grace
Lord they not know what they do
So all I ask is don't forsake em
I'm coming right now with the while gang if you need confirmation
Know about distance and all that but I wanna see their faces
Next time that I hear that talk I'm pulling back all the curtains on your stages
Niggas really confrontations till they get sent on along vacation
I'm really a humble guy in person
I don't let niggas get under my skin
Feeling like I'm back on Caron Road with Curtis
My young nigga used to do everything quick
Scars from the burdens
Cuts along the surface
Clothes that we burnt because everything stinks
Hot water shower incase anything sticks
You know how it goes with these renegade kids
Never relegated
Always showed up in the top four if you ever played where we did
Back on the back on the Norwood roads I was desperate trying to get to anyone's crib
Selling all my Xbox games and my desktop frame just so I can make enough for a hit
Spent so many years being ashamed of this shit but look as how gracefully I came in The end
Goddamn
Goddamn
Nah nah fuck that
You niggas thought that you were gonna get a freestyle out of me
Fuck that
PAY ME MY MONEY BITCH

Written by:
Karabo Sibanda, Zain Ntuli

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