Malome - Cassper Nyovest, Mahotella Queens

Malome, I’m flying out tomorrow

I’m flying out tomorrow

I’m going to America (Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh yeah, yeah, yeah)

I’mma tell em bout your stories, tell them everything you taught me

Tell them everything you taught me

Tell em bout your stories, tell them everything you taught me

Everything you taught me

Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali

Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu

Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini

Uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Malome, I really love this song

I really love this song

I’mma sing it everytime I think of you

I think of you

Ngithi malome, I really love this song

I really love this song

I’mma sing it everytime I think of you

I think of you, I’mma sing…

Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali

Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu

Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini

Uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali

Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu

Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini

Uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu

Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu

I think I need to slow down

I think the money got me zoned out

I mean how many Rolexes do I own now?

Maybe I should start acting broke now

Cause my success turned the game into a cold heart

It got too personal, I can’t handle the energy

I can’t go out no more I got too many enemies

I get the feeling that all my niggas is scared of me

Everything changed when I started paying them salaries

Ain’t fun anymore

My bodyguard don’t leave his gun anymore

Me and my dad never have one-on-ones anymore

Man, hago tshwan' anymore

My mom is proud but she says she feel like she don’t have a son anymore

I don’t enjoy the shit I got anymore

Can’t even turn up with the squad anymore

Endorsement deals got me living like I won Idols

I’m squeaky clean, I don’t wanna piss the companies off

But I ain’t worked this hard to be a prisoner

Lord send me an angel, I need a miracle

I need answers I tried to remain good

When Pac died, I’m one of the people that blamed Suge

Why we so quick to judge?

Why do we think we know everything?

Why am I so scared of the wedding ring?

Why do I drink this Hennessy like it’s medicine?

I mean it’s pretty clear my success offends niggas

Y’all really try to catch up, I commend niggas

I know taking me down is the plan niggas

But y’all ain’t half as dedicated as I am niggas

Look, growing up I never had nothing

So I’ll never get used to the fact that I have money

But you motherfuckers will never get it though

But it’s cool, we could let it go