Love To Africa

[Verse]
(Yeah yeah)
(This one's for the money now!)
I recollect how we used to, uh
Stay up all night, baby it's alright
A man is what I am
I get up in the morning 'cause the hustle is the plan
I just hope you understand
Fuck broke life, my stove light been off since
And I don't front talking all that I'm a boss shit
I got bills nigga, this is not a game
Picture we was innocent, fast forward to the fame
God damn, what it do? What it do?
Pass me the mic, I'm coming through, coming through
I remember, shit was simple, is you kidding?
Now a motherfucker gotta take a life to make a living, God damn Mama told me, she told me
"Stay faithful and look out for your homies"
Bloodshot eyes, I'm still losing sleep
Got this pen by my reach, a cup of Henny by my feet, woo!
Get money no regrets nigga
But my people turn slave when the cheque bigger
Can't front, I'ma net figures
I'm praying for a miracle
I'm reading on the best scriptures
God damn I remember we was throwing bones
Too shy to tell a girl that we was feeling her
Now this TV made a nigga's confidence grow
We tell these bitches to their face that we gon' sleep with them
The life I chose, the times I froze
Stage lights got me tripping on these rhymes I wrote
God damn, black child you a diamond
Stay woke, keep your eyes on the prizes
I'm inspired by your faith, by your goals
Lit a fire in my heart, I just gotta let you know
I just gotta let it out, put the vision in the song
So you know what I'm about
Keep it burning 'til I'm gone
And when I'm gone like Mike Jack, they write tracks bout me
And keep them little nigga on the right track
Okay I might snap, okay I'm postal
I pose a threat on them socials, I told you
Read a book, keep your mind inspired
This shit is flaky, that's why one of my dons retired, yhii!
Rest in peace to the greats, we gon' sing for 'em
Tell a thug "Stay cool, don't let it ring on 'em"
Stay equipped, yes knowledge is power
Red roses, take time to smell all the flowers
And in a couple of hours, a nigga finna devour
Your favourite rapper, I clap him, it's safe to say I'm a monster
God damn, I'd rather burn out than fade away
So say amazing grace to a great who done paved the way
I say, say amazing grace to a great who done paved the way

[Interlude - Miriam Makemba]
My records for instance have been banned since 1962 in South Africa
They don't sell them anymore
People who have them just have to play them privately and hope that nobody that shouldn`t hear them hears them
And um, even though they are banned but there are some people who still sing them somehow somewhere
When people pay to come and hear an entertainer they usually don't want to be reminded of the ugly things in this world
They get away to come and enjoy themselves and I usually feel I shouldn't hit them on the head with a hammer
So I always try to inject a little message here and there, subtly if I can
Because not everybody feels the same way I do