Ghostwriters (Freestyle) Lyrics

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Hola, Hola Mfethu

Now listen, uhm

Man this life thing is so amazing

A'year ago, nobody knew me now they're calling me "The Greatest"

Tryna navigate my purpose through my triumph, joy and praises

Cause I can't fall for traps, they can never catch me tripping, that's why I'm tying up my Laces

These faces, I see when I'm on stage drive me crazy

Amazed by the joy that I'm bringing to all these strangers

I'll say this, nigga I'm blessed and highly favoured, God's favourite, still taking niggas out Like I'm a racist

On apeshit, I been like this, I'm underrated

Man they sleeping on me, oko'mqamelo welinen balibele ukuthi iDyan irhefu kwaye Ilinene hayi imenene, these many men, wish death on those with melanin

Can't fabricate intelligence

Can't copy, paste this excellence

The way these raps stay on my head, you would swear I was a Taliban

They sleep on me, that's negelance

But hyping the inadequate

Got mammary gland, on either hand, I'm ambidextrous (huh)

Ndizbulisele kubo bonke bona

Abathand' iDyan ngobaYona ithetha sona

Huh, my flow sick (cough cough), corona

My time is now, like tick, boom, they know I'm 'bout to blow up

But mos naleyo yipholas

Cause mentally, andkho lapho

Mihla nezolo, okokoko ndilhala ndicing' iChorus, yeah

My raps harder and my flow tighter

Man I'm The Gun, and when I shoot, I'll turn these rappers to some ghost writers

Graaa