Monuments - AKA, Yanga Chief, Grandmaster Ready D

Ayoburr

Here we go

Thinking to myself, what’s the reason that I even started making music in the

first place

Only thing I needed was some petrol money

Little mami and a fake gold chain

Do you ever look yourself inside a mirror?

God forgive me for my old mistake

Your holy spirit flowing in me like a river

Saint John

King James (Yebo)

Pro Kid (Yebo)

Lebron James (Yebo)

K. Forbes (Yebo)

Bruce Wayne (Yebo)

I got the jacket with the Michael Jackson zipper

Moonwalk

Champagne (Yebo)

Ekse!

It’s time to look alive

Fuck a Insta-live

All of that drip in your closet, but you can’t go outside

Who you gon' show it to?

You can’t go to Taboo

This ain’t no carnival, niggas is vulnerable

You can depend on Vetkuk-Mahoota the rent is due

You need a miracle

I go to Woolworths, come back and feel terrible

It’s easy to stay home

When you ain’t gotta deal with no domestic abuse

Please count your blessings

Don’t be complaining about your Wi-Fi connection

Don’t pay attention to them brand influencers

They can’t do jack shit because, influenza

I can’t relate cause of the standards I put in place

You taking us backwards

I like your beats but all your lyrics is plastic

There’s only one Kiernan Jarryd

Ohh you blowin' up?

Fantastic

Thinking to myself, what’s the reason that I even started making music in the

first place

Only thing I needed was some petrol money

Little mami and a fake gold chain (Yebo)

I got the jacket with the Michael Jackson zipper (Yebo)

Moonwalk (Yebo)

Champagne (Yebo)

All this competition turned me to a killer (Yebo)

Stay solid (Yebo)

Bill Gates (Yebo)

You know this ain’t my first rodeo

I don’t show love but my photographer Romeo

End of the month, lean on your boy like a Quad

You come up short like it’s polio

Spending your dough

Your nose looking like pinocchio

Romany-Creams

That’s my portfolio

That was the shit before we heard about Oreo

These type of treats on the reserve for the older folks

You know you gotta get Santi on a lean

How many sugars?

That’s how it is

Go boil the kettle

Take care of the kids

My baby you deserve a gold medal

Rose petal, the finer things

Thinking to myself, what’s the reason that I even started making music in the

first place

Only thing I needed was some petrol money

Little mami and a fake gold chain

Do you ever look yourself inside a mirror?

God forgive me for my old mistake

Your holy spirit flowing in me like a river

Saint John, King James, Pro Kid, Lebron James, K. Forbes, Bruce Wayne

I got the jacket with the Michael Jackson zipper

Moonwalk, champagne

Shampopo, my closet need more Gucci-Dior-go

Since timely put my face on the logo

It’s Yanga when he off the gologo

Where I’m at it’s a no go

Sure Pop

Ma-Cherry ndisawabambe nge-ncoko

They tryna' profit of my hustle in short forth

Training just to fight with the po-po

I’m started looking something like Tompo

Sending love to magogo

If I don’t make it they gon' send me to Polsmor

We-Forbes

Super villain of course

Heavy with the women siyabaphilisa Nkosi

Love me when I’m winning that’s a gift and a curse

But she don’t fuck with liquor but she sippin' the purp

I need a rollie and a mansion for the week

Bryanston, let me live

Never had assistance so I did it for myself

Man in the mirror you’re movie time show

Thinking to myself, what’s the reason that I even started making music in the

first place

Only thing I needed was some petrol money

Little mami and a fake gold chain

Do you ever look yourself inside a mirror?

God forgive me for my old mistake

Your holy spirit flowing in me like a river

Saint John, King James, Pro Kid, Lebron James, K. Forbes, Bruce Wayne

I got the jacket with the Michael Jackson zipper

Moonwalk, champagne