What More Can I Say
Story of my life
Yeah
Listen
I'm a hot mess but struggle never bothered
Been through it all I've faced adversity throughout this artistry
I know hope my calculated schemes became my diary
I'm arguably the greatest rapper spitting shit is prophecy
They label me a crooked crook
That's maybe cause they truly shook
Written quite a few heavy things in my music book
I pray hard pop wish you could see what I'm becoming
I'm reminiscing back they used to tell me I'd be nothing
Bitches with they fly skirts feeding me their lies
Worst times I was battling depression heavy now my mind cursed
Oops I mean my mind blessed
I'm ready finna shine next
Fuck it I shine now
Just tryna make my mama proud like
What more can I say
What can I do to get to you
Through you missing me
So what more can I say
What can I do to get to you
Through you missing me
Broken dreams, these broken dreams has truly blinded me
My honesty is fiery my potent schemes inspiring
My heart is on my shoulder my spirit is alive still
Living like a king and I believe I'ma rise still
Poverty was crippling poetry was sinking in
Music with a message and the message truly came within
I never looked back never cooked crack
Never shook hands with a crook cat
Never took back these words cause these words yes these words cause they was honest
I told my mama we will be free and that's a promise
I promise to never live in the shadow
I paint pictures with colour hope they can brighten tomorrow
Now I'm gone
What more can I say
What can I do to get to you
Through you missing me
So what more can I say
What can I do to get to you
Through you missing me
Interlude
Autor(es): Siphelele Vazo Mnyande