Lyrics Duffel Bags (feat. Reggie M) - Ntokozo LVSU

Yeah man I'm trynna be a better me
Think I need a little something further me
I stay on my grind cause ain't no better way
Nothing really matters but the benjamins
Yeah see I be on my bag shit
I stay on the chase
They trynna bring me down say I won't make it to my face
Yeah they know I got what it takes
I pick the pace I'm running my race yeah

Duffels bags under my eyes
See a young ain't slept in a while
Vivid my visions, the eyes of a phoenix, the will of the spirit is locked to the prize
Look what you did fede we know that all of you rappers are living a lie
GTA Minds we grew up in crime but never took part cause we value our lives
Those who did died some they serve time others are living a president's life
The hell they lied
Somebody mention what pays more than the crime
More than drugs selling of illegal arms
More than the robberies more than the heists
Stealing donations and stealing the tithes
But now as a front they living the holiest lives
I know my degree won't get me the softest of life
I gotta grind I'll give it to Granny
Grandfather or give it to Timer instead
I'm building a brand LVLIN it is a church
I see that yours are under a tent
I'm coming for Y'all cause all of my kids are misled my kids they under attack

Yeah man I'm trynna be a better me
Think I need a little something further me
I stay on my grind cause ain't no better way
Nothing really matters but the benjamins
Yeah see I be on my bag shit
I stay on the chase
They trynna bring me down say I won't make it to my face
Yeah they know I got what it takes
I pick the pace I'm running my race yeah

Duffel bags should be full of cash
Rapping I'm taking your demons to church
Fede ka spita lebitso lakara ke kit that's why I'm not gonna crash
Hara lebala fede we know that all of you rappers are living a lie
But then the squabbles the feuds the beefs spitting on disses was never my fight
If you wanna kill me home affairs queue you and your crew should join in the line
There is an ocean of demons they focused I tell you they dead set on ending my life
They want my head on stake or a plate
My body the coffin is made for a slave
But fede they wrong they wrong lebona they know that I'll never fit in a grave
I wasn't made for the mortuary I wasn't properly polished for eulogies
I live for my two brothers we a three our lives will pen out in trilogies
So imagine when one of us win we Borromean it's triple the victory
We the same essence not playing God but my brothers and I the trinity

Yeah man I'm trynna be a better me
Think I need a little something further me
I stay on my grind cause ain't no better way
Nothing really matters but the benjamins
Yeah see I be on my bag shit
I stay on the chase
They trynna bring me down say I won't make it to my face
Yeah they know I got what it takes
I pick the pace I'm running my race yeah