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spread love - c-scripture lyrics

verse 1: c*scripture

i’ve been through it all, i lost all my dawgs
ma dolo amakamba za chibale onse; gone
ma frenzo without the money samayankha, bho
it’s blueticks from hoochies, mfana wa pa utsi
never catching fire osawala olo blue seal
try to be the man, i be hotter on a hood tip
spit a couple bars amasusa ngati msuzi
still dripping sauce on the flow ngati msuzi
everything change in the world when you move deep
pockets feeling swole now ma memba onse move deep
claiming they your man’s now they’re talking how the roots deep
njoka samaseweletsa, tell them how the hood be
we all want the paper so we rocking where the shoe fits
kaya ndi mipingo they just moving where the loot be
i ain’t gotta lie dawg you gotta watch your side
cause everybody want to level up and never grind
i ain’t gotta lie dawg you gotta watch your side
cause everybody want to level up and never grind

hook:

step aside pretender
i man a real warrior
flip up the page before you ask wat agwan
turn up de riddim and u hear from a far
love your meditation and see greater heights
step aside pretender
i man a real warrior
flip up the page before you ask wat agwan
turn up de riddim and u hear from a far
love your meditation and see greater heights

verse 2: c*scripture

living for the shine and the homie try to get the girl
osalabadila za pa mawa in this crazy world
it’s funny how the world turn; your money never re*up
akazi onse amanga zako amasintha
these broads never been legit, they buzzing when you cop a whip
and your ride or die gotta watch em when your money flip
amatenga moyo wako amakhala nzako
haters never show you love, the hater always hostile
friends they can show you love, they praying on your downfall
i’m praying on my friends cause my enemies i handle
mtima sumavala sanza tell them where the heart go
everybody wanna be great never down*low
you can be the price to level where your thugs go
mtima sumavala sanza never trust your block boy!
you can be the price to level where your thugs go
mtima sumavala sanza never trust your block boy!

hook:

verse 3: black isco

let’s take it to the ‘80s my pop had his first mercedes
he sold that so he could pay for a crib for all his babies
now the crib’s worth a fleet, assets appreciating
and before you get to hating just listen to what i’m saying
money is not the object, it’s about what you’re creating
for what i bring to the world, i’m just being compensated
the systems keep on failing, our country needs some saving
now i’d rather be amazing and you’d rather be complaining
spend your wages on flavor for bunnies like nesquik
banking the rents paid by a premier bet slip
make an investment when i tell you the next bit
work your ass off with the talents you’re blessed with
it’s not sweat when you dream a lot bigger
black can never fall like the cap in hot n*gga
i’d rather spread love but if you’re an op n*gga
f*ck a squad, nigaa better have god with ya!

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