[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