Injayam (feat. Emtee & K.O.)

Inja yam uSliqe

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Ay what is yea yea

Yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Int’ engangenzel’ inyuku I ain’t got time for it

Man I ain’t got time for it,

Spent a fortune on that Ferragamo, Louis & that Tom Ford

And that Tom Ford yeh

Ay what it is yea it’s been a minute

Voices in my head saying get up and get it

Every day I hustle yea I get on the mission

Do the laps then I count up the digits

Count up count up

Okay I just had to lay low

Had a lot to deal with

Now I’m on a song with Ko

You used to diss me back in the day though

I was tryna get in the game

But I ain’t play tho

Now it’s up

And it’s stuck

Drop a joint and the streets going buck

Yea Injayam that my dawg Sliqe

Get the summer all lit

Get up to some boss shit yea

Mama always told me never lose faith

Even tho some **** switch up

Like they Bruce Wayne

It ain’t safe

**** kill you over lose change

Broad day light on a Tuesday

what would you say

Int’ engangenzel’ inyuku I ain’t got time for it

Man I ain’t got time for it,

Spent a fortune on that Ferragamo, Louis & that Tom Ford

And that Tom Ford yeh

Shame on you, I’m still the same **** from ePrimary school

Insimb’ yeJarimane when I’m sliding through

That’s all I wanted as a young boy, as a young boy

Rest in Peace to the rooftop in the summer yeh

I told my enemies I’m back where I belong I hope

you’re ready for your karma, that’s on my mama

IKasie lithi where you been boy, where u been boy?

I’m popping up like ntwana yim’ lo

The Supa Dupa way, and give these **** what they fiend for

I Take a rapper to the laundromat ngimshay’ nge clean job

Lezey’khule y’ngana niks sho

We made through the pitfalls

N’chazwa ngama Rams I’m tryna get up on the Billboards

I’m married to the moola this is something i’ma kill for

And If I’m at the bank I’m politicking with my in laws

A lotta kasie flavor when I’m talking ****

It’s a lotta kasie flavorwhen I’m walking ****

Kwakhumuk’ idiloz’ umebon’ ulova efika

She wants me for my figures

My big body muscle car Arnold Schwarzenegger

Int’ engangenzel’ inyuku I ain’t got time for it

Man I ain’t got time for it,

Spent a fortune on that Ferragamo, Louis & that Tom Ford

And that Tom Ford yeh

Shame on you, I’m still the same **** from ePrimary school

Insimb’ yeJarimane when I’m sliding through

That’s all I wanted as a young boy, as a young boy

Keep hustling dawg

Keep hustlin ay

Keep hustlin

Keep hustlin

Keep hustlin

Keep hustlin dawg