Tyson Sybateli & Jay Jody – If Found Bring Home mp3 Download free
Finally the wait is over as high talented music duo and performers Tyson Sybateli and Jay Jody returns with their long awaited 2022 killer track titled If Found Bring Home where they both went hard on the lyrics. Download below and enjoy.
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“If Found Bring Home” have been on high demand for long now since the snippet of the track was shared by the artists on their social media pages. And today they decides to deliver the full track as they strive to revive SA hip hop music genre once again.
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Tyson Sybateli & Jay Jody – If Found Bring Home Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Tyson Sybateli]
When your friends become haters with a front row seat
And you find yourself ignore all the girls of your dreams
Nose bleed court views my opps got them cheap seats
All they wanna knows my pockets when they money isn’t deep
When you drop a song with Wordz and talk to IMP like every week
Ni*gas wonder if you gonna have a song with a Reece
Wil you do a song with Jody?
Is the beat from Mashbeatz?
I’m in Marcus Harvey’s kitchen eating ribs jamming beats
Your questions are getting tiring, my deal offers too
So many zoom meetings but they can’t magnify what I do
Def Jam said something, Universal did too
But if I’m lying that’s okay, these artists buying their views
How you drop a vid in two days with a million views but the comments say five?
I’m smelling alot of lies
I’m finally finding the time to hang with my friends
My best friends on billboards while you beefing with yours
2019 I had four meetings in court, you are not me
Beat the case and got it scratched off me
Born in Durban, grew up with a purple city hobby
I was out in Pheli eating kotas ’cause they got me
Your grootmans still ask you for change y’all doing badly
Four pockets full of that little baby, don’t ask me
Like Ashley I’m banking on will power, that’s flashy
Uncle Phil tossing beats in beatings, that’s if you catch me
F*ck a fair fight, big Syba the snake life
Had to shed those getting under my skin to get bread right
You would swear that she was blowing off steam how the head right
On my shoulders dirt balancing, brush it I’m Jay like
Iconic, I’m Jaden like
Bionic to pay the price
That means I’ll terminate these beats at the cost of a haters life
Who raised you ni*gas?
Talking cash shit with no cash
Say you f*ckin’ thick bi*ches but her back is all flat
Couple thousand rand grills, they overcharged your dumb ass
That is plastic not gold, your image is straight cap
Ni*ga
Stop being broke, we coming home
Stop being broke, we coming home
[Verse 2: Jay Jody]
You special if you got ni*gas that actually hate each other teaming up
Wildin’ out in group chats , plotting , scheming and meeting up
Talkin’ down on you, but face-to-face, they never speaking up
Shit is getting crazy now ’cause Karma’s finally creeping up
Stay on that side ni*ga and make that grass greener
‘Cause hoppin’ around crew to crew just makes you look weaker
Me I kick my feet up and stack my Gs up
My dirty mouth done got me cleaned up, so I bumped the fee up
All you ni*gas wanna be Kings but not a respectable Knight
I move chess-like cause I know my position in life
I speak bluntly ’cause my mind sharper than John’s knife
Look at my cyph’, ni*ga, no whack rapper in sight
Who pays you ni*gas? I perform way better on bad nights
Give it a hundred percent, even when the f*ckin’ bag’s light
That’s light, ’cause I know I can just make it all back twice
That’s like when Jesus turned the waters to red wines
But I will never sell my only soul just to entertain
Or break my own rules just to build a name
When it rains it pours
Royalty flow, so when I reign it storms
After the Anvils we the best shit that ever happened to the city
Peace, love to the OGs and rest in peace Citi
I ain’t gon’ lie my ni*ga that shit had me feeling kinda iffy
‘Cause how the f*ck does [?]?
My solo album dropping this year
Pray to God you corny ni*gas stop poppin’ this year
Property 24, I saw a house I’m coppin’ this year
We f*ckin’ the game up, ain’t no cock blocking this year (Yeah)
Sometimes this shit is not exciting
Then I hear ni*gas spittin’ like Reece, Touchline and Tyson
Then I’m back in the booth
Back like a villain, like M Bison
If it’s war, it’s war ni*ga, I’m Thor with the f*ckin’ lightning (Ooh)
Independent ni*gas look at the charts ,we keep climbing (Yuh)
