Anatii - Angelz lyrics
[Anatii - Angelz lyrics]
Out as an angel?
Talking loud, busy walking around with a halo
You can't pull up to the Pearly
Gates with the Range Rover
Last Supper make a reservation for a table
Ego! That’s the root of all evil
Either I could ball or I
Could hire more people
They said you gon’ fall
Is it my fault not every man is born equal?
(That’s perfect) yah
Man, fuck a lazy promoter
We should be checking for culture
Vultures with shady personas
We should be saying "Ya’ll the reason
They paying me a bonus"
Instead of saying "Can y’all go ahead
And take me a photo" what’s the game plan?
I’m a made man if you ain’t fam?
Don’t go reaching for the bottle
With your lame ass it’s a train smash
But, I don’t wanna act like
I’m from the Cape flats (nah)
So bounce ASAP you ain’t telling lies you
Be telling double stories
Dollar signs got my whole
Design dripping saucy
It’s been a long time since I
Bought a kick at Sportscene
Sunday morning it’s a vibe, Wilson B nkosi
(Let’s go) 6-by-9, for the bruin ou's (ishu)
Slaan 'n pipe for the homies (yah)
It’s a vibe, for the charous
Five fire flame emoji
Don’t you know the devil started
Out as an angel?
Talking loud, busy walking around with a halo
You can't pull up to the Pearly
Gates with the Range Rover
Last supper make a reservation for a table
Ego! That’s the root of all evil
Either I could ball or I
Could hire more people
They said you gon’ fall
Is it my fault not every man is born equal?
(That’s perfect) yah
Masambe, masambe, masambe siye eMonti (Monti)
Masambe siye eMonti! (Monti)
Masambe siye eMonti! (Monti)
Ubambe, bambe, bambe ntoni? (ntoni?)
Ubambe ntoni? (ntoni?)
Upush' ubhaka, ubhak' weskolo
Heyi mani uthini na lo?
When I pull in that Porsche?
Damn, saddle up my nigga
Let's settle the score
Aye, bring out the horse (aye)
I got a voice (hey) it opened doors (hey)
Pass me the aux
Only nigga flowing fana ka lo
Still at mama crib and still doing chores
Got the Midas touch man I got the gold
Guarding on me just to seek of the fall
Yeah, ba no mona it’s not my fault
Touch of a wall they run for rewards
They fuck with the fame thing
Why, why we maintain
Down with the gang, gang
Down with the gang, gang (They wildin')
But the phone don’t ring
But the phone don’t ring (They dialling)
But the phone don’t ring
But the phone don’t ring
A nigga be banked up a nigga be ganged up
I hope you prayed up
Don’t come with the same stuff
Why they tell on me? Why they tell on me?
Why they tell on me? Why they tell on me?
Don’t you know the devil started
Out as an angel
Talking loud, busy walking around with a halo
You can't pull up to the Pearly
Gates with the Range Rover
Last supper make a reservation for a table
Hallelujah! Say something
In the kitchen cooking with the apron
Bread winner, bring home the bagels
It's bad women on my taste buds
Masambe, masambe, masambe siye eMonti (Monti)
Masambe siye eMonti! (Monti)
Masambe siye eMonti! (Monti)
Ubambe, bambe, bambe ntoni? (ntoni?)
Ubambe ntoni? (ntoni?)
Upush' ubhaka, ubhak' weskolo