K.R.Y.T.I.C. - Great North Road Flows
Yeah. Blessings upon your family. I don't know. I just figured that's something Drake would say. The Copperbelt Boy is back. Oh man! Oh yeah! Y'all feel the vibe? Well I feel alive! Yeah!
They ask why they don't hear me on the breakfast show
I tell them when people around you stop growing let them go
The Rock the builder refused, I had to let them know
If you ain't paying attention you're missing out on a spectacle.
Cuz niggaz couldn't get the picture, we had to draw
Me and the son of Gino, believers from head to toe
Cuz man we been raw before niggaz was getting dough
We was more focused with keeping daughters off the pole
The vicious cycle, imagine your kids just like you
Cuz they copied all your bad traits, the way that you were prideful.
I got close people telling me their suicidal
I'm not equipped to be one but I have to be an idol
Task higher than an Iffel, mirror full of an eye-sore
Take all that into consideration as I soar
Don't make a brother mess around and drop five more
You ain't heard a nigga with my flow since 5ive 4our.
Gang-ties, alumni, we hang wise
If one of us drop the ball then the plan died
But we keep the tradition over these camp fires
Tell your telemarketing prophets I see the damn lies
And I don't hear what you be saying when you evangelize
Ever since I heard you raped women, what a damn surprise!
Tell these old niggaz go back to your damn wives
Cuz now its marriages versus Instagram lives.
And Instagram lives matter
I took Jerabi's beat and made it five time fatter
My flow bring the light so the night might scatter
Apologies for the blood that my mic might scatter
I'm sucker free, bring your best guy he ain't touching me
Afro with the god flow, man I flex for luxury
She wanted pills, I told Destiny she was stuck with me
We're raising this baby named money and I'm taking custody
Man, witness a renaissance and see the vision
I used to watch double H on my television
When Futubolo dropped man, we was yelling with him
We was wild'in when he had Amerie chilling with him.
Fast forward now I'm getting news about his death
With my whatsapp open, looking at his last text.
To be honest, just to keep it real, I was broken
Cuz I was done with the album and his feature was next.
Man! That's why I had to return
Jabba told me special, I just had to be sure
And I wish that we could fly but gravity's pure
I tried to test the will of time, I was that immature.
First I found me a gift, then I made it a plural
My reality switched, and we chasing these Euros
First I'm chilling with Enoch, now I'm chilling with Patson
Then I'm cruising with Bwalya, I'm in the seat, I'm relaxing.
Like I pulled up and stunted, did whatever I wanted
And you niggaz was watching, I swear none of you fronted
Every time you say my name that should come with a hundred
It's my time, whether you do or none of you want it.
I'll retire at the top, I'ma die at the summit
Until then tell your boys don't try it in public
Niggaz that failed ZIALE been dying to judge me
Ask yourself this question, nigga why do you love me?
Written by:
Victor Muligisa
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