[Intro: Costa Titch]
Vuka ngabo six ekseni
Get the bag, ntwana like plenty
[Chorus: Costa Titch]
Vuka ngabo six ekseni
Get the bag, ntwana like plenty
Ng'fun’ imali iphum' ingene, ingakapheli
So ntwana please, ungang'tsheli
Vuka ngabo six ekseni
Get the bag, ntwana like plenty
Ng’fun' imali iphum' ingene, ingakapheli
So ntwana please, ungang'tsheli
[Verse 1: Costa Titch]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I say count your blessings
Acting out emotions in your feelings
Me and Mega talkin' 'bout the legacy, energy, jealousy
Hate and depression that's a felony
Well protected I got living legends in my corner
In my future bag I should shout my homie Sbuda
Made a couple racks but they for my future daughter
I ain't worried ’bout the ’rona, that shit make me three times bigger
Broke my heart and turned me into a millionaire
Went through so much shit that I don't wanna share
Sindi and Zakhele, they gon’ punch the air
Pain into a blessing, I'ma leave it there
I just wanna let you know that deep down I forgive you
But when you with your man and my song play, will it kill you?
Or will your future kids sing my song and then they end you?
Forget about the hate, God bless everything about you, uh
Vuka ngabo six ekseni
Get the bag, ntwana like plenty
[Chorus: Costa Titch]
Vuka ngabo six ekseni
Get the bag, ntwana like plenty
Ng'fun’ imali iphum' ingene, ingakapheli
So ntwana please, ungang'tsheli
Vuka ngabo six ekseni
Get the bag, ntwana like plenty
Ng’fun' imali iphum' ingene, ingakapheli
So ntwana please, ungang'tsheli
[Verse 1: Costa Titch]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I say count your blessings
Acting out emotions in your feelings
Me and Mega talkin' 'bout the legacy, energy, jealousy
Hate and depression that's a felony
Well protected I got living legends in my corner
In my future bag I should shout my homie Sbuda
Made a couple racks but they for my future daughter
I ain't worried ’bout the ’rona, that shit make me three times bigger
Broke my heart and turned me into a millionaire
Went through so much shit that I don't wanna share
Sindi and Zakhele, they gon’ punch the air
Pain into a blessing, I'ma leave it there
I just wanna let you know that deep down I forgive you
But when you with your man and my song play, will it kill you?
Or will your future kids sing my song and then they end you?
Forget about the hate, God bless everything about you, uh
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