作词 : Terry Ngala
作曲 : Terry Ngala
I wasn't fly when I was young but then I grew my feathers
I wasn't dumb, I used my tongue, a nigga knew his letters
My friends, I never told my views on certain topics
And now I'm banking on the fact, my life will turn the profit

We always got the streets with the killers holding shotties
One thing about the hood, you always had them mommas gossip
I could relate to all my niggas trying get a hobby
But get attracted to the colours of real life monopoly

I had to read up, get my speed up, As and Bs up, my degree up
Pray to Jesus then leave the university uh
To foresee a life of leisure, financial freedom what I dreamed of
Since a foetus, I could see up to believe what I could achieve uh so nah

I am not the one that'll tell you different
I am not the one
I am not the one that’ll kill your vision
I said I am not the one
I am not the one that’ll burst your bubble
I am not the one
I am not the one that you look for trouble
I am not the one
And if I die tomorrow
Pour some liquor for me
I'll never know about the future
But this is my moment

And if I die tomorrow
Play some makaveli
At my funeral
And give my rights to Lily-Berri

And all her cousins and her sisters and her brothers
I write this just to let you know the world’s a mother****er
I never sugar coated even though y'all still some children
The limit ain't the ceiling
And the limit ain't the sky, so

I am not the one that'll tell you different
I am not the one
I am not the one that’ll kill your vision
I am not the one, no not me, no not me
I am not the one that’ll burst your bubble
I am not the one, can’t be me
I am not the one that you look for trouble
I said I am not the one

Niggas don't got money
But these taxes forever stay hungry
Niggas don't got money
Clown around at the fact it ain't funny

Yo vine desde abajo
Nunca tengo dinero si no trabajo
Como puedo manejar sin tener manos
Claro

You can't tell the time that remains
So I'd rather sip straight and not worry about my days
Everyday another story, or a case
You ain't gotta know the truth you just gotta click the bait

They say the turtle won the race
But that nigga got protection case they shooting at his face
Would you rather dodge bullets and escape?
Or are you like me and see if you can really test your faith

Alcohol and murder go in place
Cause the kill in tequila be the slogan on my grave
You could run from the rum that's why niggas gotta chase
You could run from the rum that's why niggas gotta chase

Tired of telling niggas next year
Especially when you convinced you can get there
But next year might be my best year
Or my dernier