When I get my way Ima find me a home
Oh no oh no
My homie's dead and it got me so wrong
Oh no oh no
I've been living wrong now
And I been going wrong now
When my homies dead ima find me a home
Oh no oh no
Me and the homies I’m talking days of our lives I’m deep inside of the sea
Do you see the ways of my dives
Hood politics have you dodging your own demise
Loose links sink ships niggas even get killed by the lies I’m from the
Pheli side of town where niggas don't throw in a towel
I repeat when I see that a homies dead and they down
These ain't no new flicks lemme tell you my bros
Based on a true story cause I been a witness of boats
I recall all this shit like its yesterday
Got a couple headlining stories I’m tryna confess today
Its like a play
My nigga lives 10mins away
I’m glad he wake
My homie selling Monopi 24/7 bake
Pray he survives just for Jesus sake
He told me put him in one of my records
My homie really be living reckless
Some niggas chocked him like a necklace
And pulled out the shovels like tennis rackets
The nigga started swinging
Nearly killed my homie but he still living
The life God’s giving
My homie still with all the dealing and sniffing
But fast forward mo Deep 6 there's a party
Hood rats gangster niggas is not a bad mix hardly
My homie was there the homies were there
My OG’s with the bread
Alcohol the hood rats are providing head
Good times don't last oh what a shock
A gang of niggas pulled up with some pistols there was a shot
2 shots, 3 shots, give up your money quick
Everybody scattered homies taking off its like a flick
The shots still going
Hood shooters reaping what they sowing
My homie caught a stray there's a bullet wound for the showing
But my homie still living again
Blood flow had his clothes looking the Street Fighter Ken
But anyway we fuck niggas women
Any p***y I know we within
Have your nigga whiffing cause in the streets this life is a given
My homie was fucking the nyaope dealers girl
Some shit I don't do
He gotta take heed in this world
He went to her spot by the corner started dicking down
Her man showed up unannounced
Heard it all he was trippin' now
The nigga stood by the door keeping up his composure
Waiting for the back blowing happening to be over
My homie open the door got stabbed right in the neck
The nigga left him out cold the scene was looking like a wreck
But my homie still living once more
How many lives a nigga got in one store
That's my dawg what you needing all your muds for (Muds for)
But anyway we fight niggas
My homie caught a fight and got stabbed again multiple time niggas
Kalafong Hospital stitched him up
We were on the corner making calls just hoping wishing up
Asking myself can my nigga once again cheat death
He still livin' after it all the whole gang took a deep breathe
For real
E bana bang ba ke di period motho a tlo go botsa gore wa spinner
Wa nyela, re sa tlo fora ke ditlaela tse ga ba ere silo
La itse le lena
Motho wa teng le ge o mo kgopela five hundred o tlabe o sa le o eme
O sa le o eme a ntse a go botsa gore re kea spinner, kea spinner
And ge o mo founela a ipoledisa ko tlase ko rounding ke tlha what what
Wa nyela
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Still Livin' - Thato Saul
