Lyrics
The mother is in Durban, trying to make some money to help her family work
And He's been working for me
We are all just trying
Yeah, what you know about being broke in the burbs
Niggas think it's only rich folk in the burbs
Niggas need to see, not trust what they've heard
But then again, niggas love being in the herd
That's that bullshit
Holy cow, it's 6 in the pulpit
G.O.AT status unloading a full clip
Shooting for the stars while niggas shooting in DMs
Outchea we don't chase, we attract
Me and the universe made a pact
That I have to make an impact
Full circle from playing Space Impact
Back in grade 7, city of progress
When I look back, feels like there was no stress
Learnt how to trust from trusting the process
Man, life can be a bad hostess
Damn, ain't that a bit
Depends on how you dress her
Yeah, that's that Yeezy talk
Uh, God's the only blesser
Used to go to church at Civic Center
Sipping holy wine, you can swear it's a holy bender
Long walk home, walking past all the vendors
They talk about everybody's biz like a posted tender
Ayy, Mwari Baba ndino tenda
Baba vangu makavachangeta
Trips to Pari had me paralyzed
Had to put a strong face, feelings to the side
Kids from the hood call this the West Side
Me and Don like Snoop and Dre in the West Side
No gang violence, but we fight our own battles
The fist or the palm, pick the side you can handle
She's craving her mother
And the younger daughter
She's like seven years old and she hasn't seen her mother for two years
It's not right
In Marlborough
It's Mull bruh
In Mull bruh
It's Mulll
In Marlborough
It's Mull bruh
In Marlborough
It's Mull
In Marlborough
It's Mull bruh
In Mull bruh
It's Mulll
In Marlborough
It's Mull bruh
In Marlborough
It's Mull
Like a continental or good
Year, my nigga's tired, never hired
Two degrees of separation
Let me give his revelation
Taking drug desperation
ZRP got him
Now it's time for reparations
Uh, same corner for four years
A blackie song
Baby mama got three kids
A different father knows the two
The other one is word of mouth
Found out
I told my nigga without a doubt
Turns out he knew the situation before
The circulation of gossip that got to me
Became a member of the oldest profession
And then she started working just to make ends meet
She studied business in college for four years in Europe
Came back with a resume
Searched and couldn't find a job or occupation
Until she bumped into my nigga
2015 Kenny released an album
A nigga met her and told her she was a butterfly
The rhymes scheme is clear
She met a pimp
Her first client was my nigga
Strings attached at first sight on first night
A middleman he became
Mixing business with pleasure
They started living together
Grotesque
A true story indeed
Right across my street on Marlborough Drive
Yeah
What you know about being rich in the hood
Niggas know it's only poor folks in the hood
Niggas need to see and hear to believe
But then again, niggas not seeking relief
Uh
That's all I know
We're struggling to try and make ends meet
No, it's just not right
It's not right
It's not right
It's not right
It's not right
Sorry
So we have to get going
But we'll do our best
In Marlborough
It's Mull bruh
In Mull bruh
It's Mulll
In Marlborough
It's Mull bruh
In Marlborough
It's Mull
In Marlborough
It's Mull bruh
In Marlborough
It's Mulll
In Marlborough
It's Mull bruh
In Marlborough
It's Mull
Don Mandima, Michael Musekiwa
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