[Prelude: Maglera Doe Boy]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Gang, gang, gang (i)
Doe boy (i, inja), yeah

[Chorus: Maglera Doe Boy]
Tales of the field niggas
Township field niggas
Saw it change, I ain't change, I ain't never squealed
Always kept it trill
Where I'm from shit is real 'çause I might get killed wit ya
Oh you gotta kill?
That's a drill for the bills, niggas drill don't build wit ya
We ain't in the hills

[Verse 1: Maglera Doe Boy]
Memoirs are the pictures
Algorithms from God but I'm ducking the devil like it's a pistol
We in the game it's official
I just got off the bench from di blockong, you know I'm on a mission
Pray for my moms in the trenches
Was moving insta grams way before I seen a star in my mentions
Khohlwa the fame and attention
Where I'm from bayonets ruled all, I am far from pretentious
Since a lil nigga seen lil niggas kill lil niggas
Makazana real niggas
RIP all my boys on the block that was real niggas
Swear I still hear you
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