The Touch - Interlude

Man, I can’t be (touch) They call my phone, tryna get (touch) When I come through, you niggas get (touch) Wait, a nigga got the motherfucking (touch) Man I’m too high, it can’t be (touch) And your girl too, she wanna get (touch) Man, I would too, he gotta be (touch) Man, I thank God for the (touch) This is not for play This is ammunition, I fight the war on stage My constant state of mind is constant strings of pay Working like a slave, for a watch of chain Tell the kids, there was no one like me And my sound was yellow lightning Before you put me in my grave Make sure I’m dressed in all black and some Nikes But right now the future is too bright That’s why I’m working every night Ain’t nothing dripping over here, but the juice Like I’d never get a waterbed, I’m too tough Be ke handa more We can never wait, that’s why re phanda so Have you checked the score? Cristiano how I’m playing ball And my name’s been buzzing like I’m missing call Man, I can’t be They call my phone, tryna get When I come through, you niggas get Wait, a nigga got the motherfucking Man I’m too high, it can’t be (touch) And your girl too, she wanna get Man, I would too, he gotta be Man, I thank God for the (touch) Man, I can’t be (touch) They call my phone, tryna get (touch) When I come through, you niggas get (touch) Wait, a nigga got the motherfucking (touch) Man I’m too high, it can’t be (touch) And your girl too, she wanna get (touch) Man, I would too, he gotta be (touch) Man, I thank God for the (touch) --- The Touch - Interlude - Tshego