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dj clen - summer24' lyrics

[chorus: touchline]
yeah

[chorus: touchline]
get out of my face
you’re not in the race
you don’t understand what it takes
you cannot keep up with the pace
you gotta know
2024, 24 karat boys ’cause we’re going gold
you only go platinum if you sell your soul, okay? okay
it’s gotta go up (ayy, ayy)
it’s gotta go up (ayy, sure+sure)
it’s gotta go up (ayy, ayy, ayy)
it’s gotta go up

[verse 1: slim dumpie, kwesta]
0+1+90 tsena ko senthi kenyaka di benky
ncono ke tsene ditrata ke rekise tase
maloba morning retiho jika hoff
my brother bamo file 12 years
that’s how it goes, mo ditraten gao safe
bandana e black soprano fam
ke tsere oath se mafia sh+t, ake switch di team
nomoro e mpofa thata
fadere new lock banyaka stock
kasi yaka e kotsi, next door le tronko
mabopane pf ga e nyake ponto
give thanks to allah, i’m a free man
get out of my face
i don’t f+ck with you fakes
i’m just runnin’ my race
2022 neke bona masepa
in and out the cell, neke phela ka di van
jumpa mabota ka vans le jean ya strauss
i was in the west le ma n+ggas ba style (yeah)
montana o tshwere corner (bheka) o rekisa le window
[verse 2: kwesta]
i swore the future would put me in history
way before your time
who are the 1’s to make it in his three?
but, what it’s for if l’ve – done it all?
kusayi katlehong baba inkani yodwa
ngentando yakhe
ngispane no papta mancane nostunna and you n+ggas want me to act like i hate this piano love?
niyang’sanganela
matter fact, f+ck your entire self
i’m by myself, you hire help
a fire pen, my sh+t wrote the story that time will tell
i been that guy, yeah, i’m him don’t care how you identify
you petrified, i aim and shoot
i tell the truth
and that b+tch always in her birthday suit
ungameli eduze

[chorus: touchline, a+reece, touchline & a+reece]
get out of my face (yah)
you’re not in the race (nah)
you don’t understand what it takes (no)
you cannot keep up with the pace (pace)
you gotta know (you gotta)
2024, 24 karat boys ’cause we’re going gold
you only go platinum if you sell your soul, okay? (okay) okay (let’s go)
it’s gotta go up (gotta go) (ayy, ayy) (okay)
it’s gotta go up (it’s gotta go up) (ayy, sure+sure)
it’s gotta go up (it’s gotta go) (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
it’s gotta go up (it’s gotta go)
[verse 3: tkay 10staxx, ginger trill]
angi ringi kabaya when i’m on sativa (tuu)
imali isazo stretch’a nje ngokhabonina
building on flows everyday like a beaver
jack everything, got a pooh shiesty balaclava (yeah)
style of the wall
njenge ginsa mal’phethe ama plasma
hater don’t worry ’bout my new endeavours
controllin’ the net like nigerian scammers (yeah)
rer everywhere cava the banners
manje niyang’dinga ningicela amabhelas
never connecting with n+ggas like rain server
you wanna play gotta talk to the gaffer (me)
circle got small, is a family matter (okay)
back on the wall now i’m facing your dagger (yeah)
the only (uh huh) management i need is for anger

[verse 4: ginger trill]
(yeah)
ke tsene mo pleizing ke tshwere ma shambola
omong ke mami o mong ke motlatsi
ng’lebelle pila o sa ncheba o tatile
i’m chasing madiba nkete terreblanche
ngwana le blade o e tshwere bogale
giving me brain, kere o tletse matlhale
you know the name trillumanati
we runnin’ game like this sh+t is a hobby
bad lil shawty, she ran up the bag like sha’carrie
mfana ka ska tseya di chance
she made it rain like in this b+tch like modjaji
strawberry diesel, ha tsube madjade
mei bra ha o di judge’e
i was a jit making money legit
better get out your b+tch and get back in your sp+che
we got that fire for n+ggas who duckin’ the smoke
it’s revenge and we catchin’ a body (trill gang)
[chorus: touchline, a+reece, touchline & a+reece]
get out of my face (yah)
you’re not in the race (nah)
you don’t understand what it takes (no)
you cannot keep up with the pace (pace)
you gotta know (you gotta)
2024, 24 karat boys ’cause we’re going gold
you only go platinum if you sell your soul, okay? (okay) okay (let’s go)
it’s gotta go up (gotta go) (ayy, ayy) (okay)
it’s gotta go up (ayy)

[verse 5: blaklez]
(aah yes)
learn how to fish or get swallowed by seasons
n+ggas is wifing these catch and releases (hah)
romanticize the flow ’til they get seasick
shipping the army by order of caesar
steph with the j, when we roc you get ethered (alright)
titanic ha go le mnate le mpitse
creep up on me, you get slapped out your sneakers (hahaha)
fever pitch, youngins calling me geezer
can’t stomach pressure that’s why re ba nyisa (what else?)
master splinter distributin’ the pizza
love me a diva o fuduw+ng three foot ya pitsa, uh
ain’t catching no breathers
table of goats, you n+ggas is sheeple
your reflection telling me that you’re see+through
phew phew phew — rula lesilo
powder puff ghost, n+gga, we see you

[verse 6: jay jody, a+reece]
(ayy)
bona, wrap it up with those think pieces
y’all crooked n+ggas, you don’t think straight
you play both sides and got no stripes
he’s not with us, dawg, he’s clique bait
i been nice, y’all a bit late
look, i been a menace, larenz tate
no solid lines, he’s a blank page
but when i spit mines, they make a stank face
lepara to you and your broad
zero competition, dawg, i am bored
at this point we’re just really controllin’ the board
chess over checkers
the way that we movin’ we can’t be ignored (nah)
of course, they ridin’ the wave ba s’gova
they still at the gate, go blocka
but i’m out the way, la fosta (ayy)
(ayy)
(ayy)

[verse 7: a+reece]
okay
headed for greatness, you fallin’ behind
head of the state, i’m ahead of my time
b+tch, i’m a king and the city is mine
n0body but me, they beheaded my kind
y’all n+ggas leaders, you leading the blind
i’m him in the street, we just know you online
k!lling this sh+t, it’s a+
b+tch, it’s a+, ayy, okay
k!llin’ this sh+t, it’s a murderous crime (ayy)
it might be too late to cry
trill in this b+tch
i’m with touch in the crib
we got jody and staxx, even lez in the mix
kaydence my brother, that’s family ties
nino just rolled up, i’m red in the eyes
f+ck out my face, b+tch, you k!llin’ the high

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