Lyrics Ms2 - K.O.

Mic check can you hear me?
Can you hear me, can you hear me?
Jo, really [?]
1-2, can you hear me?
Can you hear me, can you hear me?
Ooh
I got them all up in them feelings
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
Oh you mad
You jealous
What the fuck you gonna tell us, huh?
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
Oh you mad
You jealous
Money, power, respect
Is, what I really want
Is all I really want, really want yeah
Khawuleeeth' umshini wam
2017 the jig is up
You need to play a little different boy
The jig is up
That's how the game goes
I never change though
Same old K.O. flow still the only thing that's switching up
Guess whose back up in the kitchen with an apron?
Whipping up a storm for the streets
Listen up
All you rappers can order and eat
Bon appettite
Y'all get a piece of these L's I'm dishing up
Funuphil' impilw' esharp, ngfun' uphil' impilwe sharp
Playing the property game pushing my figures up
When you on top of the game they try to finish
K.O, Makaveli, The Don I'mma hit em up
I don't give a fuck
I know my catalogue with shut em niggas up
Put me on any beat I'mma rip it up
I see you tryna get your riches up, boy
But you need to get your lyrics up, boy
I just wanna live it up while I'm making sure I give a cut
Of fucking every single guap coming in
To my whole La Familia
La Familia?
Mr Swagger of The Season
Mic check can you hear me?
Can you hear me, can you hear me?
Jo, really [?]
1-2, can you hear me?
Can you hear me, can you hear me?
Ooh
I got them all up in them feelings
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
Oh you mad
You jealous
What the fuck you gonna tell us, huh?
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
Oh you mad
You jealous
Money power respect
Is, what I really want
Is all I really want, really want yeah
Khawuleeeth' umshini wam
Everybody is platinum and everybody is gold now
One hot record and everybody is a GOAT now
Wait
Are they some ARVs, Cocaine,
Marijuana or Super Glue cause everybody is dope now?
Oh my
Oh my, I'm laughing at you rappers lying to the people
That's a shot from a 9 millimeter
Never had to lie cause my grind so official
I make the type of records that will put you in the mood
Those SA rhythms that will move you with the groove
Bass bussin out the woofers in the coupe
I just dropped the long awaited
second album numbers shooting up the roof
Skhanda god mar' ungenzani?
Skhanda god mar' ungenzani?
We ain't see this shit coming
Got your girl giving up the pussy for some quick money
She can let the nigga hit
But she ain't getting shit from me
Mic check can you hear me?
Can you hear me, can you hear me?
Jo, really [?]
1-2, can you hear me?
Can you hear me, can you hear me?
Ooh
I got them all up in them feelings
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
Oh you mad
You jealous
What the fuck you gonna tell us, huh?
What the fuck you gonna tell us?
Oh you mad
You jealous
Money, power, respect
Is, what I really want
Is all I really want, really want yeah
Khawuleeeth' umshini wam
True killer for sure
I'm a true killer for sure
Not even trying to be cocky but my pool bigger than yours
The coupe's bigger than yours
The crew's streeter than yours
Totally happy to show you the true meaning of war
Flexing my powers just to show em whose really the boss
Skhanda Republic yeah we showed em whose bringing the sauce
I move slicker than y'all
Now what the fuck you gonna tell us huh?
Oh you mad
You jealous
I did it for the culture rooting
Cheering for y'all
But then again you dealing with human
beings after all and you bound to get burnt
All you got to do is even the score
Special thanks to you and you for teaching the boy
Your new shit is manure
And I can tell you got a bunch of
yes men up in the stu' when you record
Your crew is the reason you falling off
Fuck you gon tell us, huh?
Oh you mad
You jealous