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Lyrics



Chad Da Don - Envy ft Emtee x Maggz Lyrics



verse 1[Chad Da Don]
They used to hate but now they envy
It's the jealousy
Feel their vibe don't affect me
Fak' immali otherwise you're dead meat
I'm the cash cow and you better come correctly
I took an overdose now I'm tryna cope
I could call the plug up, let him know I need some more
Ek se, tshela fela tshela some more
Sheba fela 'cause now we're dope
Bitches in the penthouse, there's way too many
Seen it through the rear view, it's panoramic
And I got the semi, don't ever tempt me
You could never scare me, that don't impress me
Bitches in the penthouse, there's way too many
Seen it through the rear view, it's panoramic
And I got the semi, don't ever tempt me
You could never scare me, that don't impress me

chorus
Waited waited waited waited waited waited patiently
We on top of things and we can show you what it takes to be
Never never never never never never ungenze nix
Pheth' izinja zami ?

verse 2 [Emtee]
I'm thankful that I'm still living
Was wildin' gotta move different
I never used to listen 'til my cousin went to prison
I never paid him a visit
He wanted something, I give it
If I'm winning it's a given
I'm riding until the finish
Bitch I get guap, Gucci flip flops
What is he saying, bitch it's Hip Hop
I be on that loud gas at the tip top
I'm the go to guy if you want your shit to pop
How am I supposed to get it
Nah hoe, you silly
I'm from Jo'burg city, we do not know no pity
If he stole then kill him
Call them folks to get him
Threw him down the building
Nobody know who did it
Thinking over bills while I'm cruising with my kids
You would think that I'm rich if you see how they drip
Yeah I'm thinking of a business, cooling with my pikinins
You would think I'm rich if you see how they drip, ey

chorus

verse 3 [Maggz]
I need a minute, let me talk to God mano e mano
I've been feeling some typa way and njalo kunjalo
So let me get it off my chest so I'm calmer tomorrow
What's the point of this religion that we constantly follow
There's too much poverty, too much lies, not enough honesty
Let's wake up, lawmakers protect monopolies
And leave the people with scraps, unwritten policies
You either die or adapt in this economy
Okay right siyana-enter, late night siyabangena
Look at them hate life, bayazenza
Ngapha ne stage fright siyabaqeda
Can't do it right on a big stage
Life story, couldn't flip page
Couldn't cut it with a thick blade
Got no heart, just a rib cage, I'm off
The heaviest load on top of my shoulders
Now that I'm older I feel like I'm carrying the cross
Boss
It's never the same, the weight on my name got people around me not taking a loss

chorus



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