Mafia's Last Confession Lyrics

Welcome to Lusaka Streets

Where a lot of people wanna pretend Like they got sheets, yeah

Every day you wanna host a feast, but Rarely do you ever wanna reinvest Yeah

Throwing garbage is a normal thing You don't wanna recycle you burning Everything, yeah

You wanna complain about health Care

But you the same person that's Pissing in your environment, yeah

You saying you don't judge anybody

But me and you both know that Money is the measurement, yeah

Sometimes I do this for everybody Sometimes I just wanna use my voice As an instrument, yeah

Why you always sleep on everybody

You are like that dude that always Wonder where the Kush went, yeah

From hood boy to conglomerate, me I am out here trying to be an Oligarch, yeah

I got Walt Disney tendencies, even Diamonds can never bring me no Happiness, yeah

I am always thinking oil money, but Abu Dhabi never called me for Investment plans, yeah

Yeah, I have a strange hate for Material things,

Cos when we pass we just leave all This shit behind, yeah

Yeah He try to leave it for his son But the problem is, his son never Learnt humility, yeah

His son his always lying to himself He lie so much that he can't even see Himself

Yeah he lies so much, that you can't Tell, that your boy here simply Crying out for help

He putting so much pressure on Himself, the only problem is

He trying to blame somebody else Yeah

You never gain ability, first step is Taking responsibility, yeah

I can't help everybody, especially if You are a clown or a Tellytubby, yeah

They told you go and get Michelle Obama,

But you went and got yourself a Really nice Barbie, yeah

They told you go and get Kamala Harris, how you find yourself with a Lorry Harvey, yeah

I can't judge anybody, cos in the past I did some sucker shit too

Becomes a big problem when we Never change, cos then nothing ever Gets rearranged

Yeah, See yourself in the mirror Make you see yourself

If you never be yourself, you will be Somebody else

You never got to be yourself, you Have to free yourself

To me you simply just a shell of Somebody else

I know the truth packs a punch right Below the belt

Money not the only way for you to Gain respect

Pride is like a demon, gotta disinfect Pride is like a bill hanging down your Neck

If you kill bill you will be liberated

Humility can get you exonerated

But even in my streets, they take that Shit for granted

People die for pride, and people die For money

But if you die for God, you will never Be lonely

Is this shit the truth or maybe just Another story

Always giving Thanks to God, cos My Mama Told me

Go into the world, go and find a lady

And if she fears God, maybe there is Something holy

Then maybe you can build yourself Holy matrimony

Generational wealth, you never tying Me down

I am never holding my breath, this Money it isn't mine

This money is just a tool I am using It all the time

We die we leave it here, but God is Still here

We dust we disappear the universe Still here

From start to end finish, these things They all diminish

This life truly a blessing, my music The composition

I am forming constellation like this is My last confession what's up