AFRICA lyrics
by Kota the Friend
[Verse 1]
A billion dollars couldn’t buy me
Just like all my teachers opinions couldn’t define me
Yeah I paid attention, I know all about the Gandhi’s
But lately I relate to the Selasi’s, n*gga more like Gaddafi
Africa with the posse, catching up with Anansi
Chattin with all my aunties, battlin with the past
Made a living off of what they left me in the trash
They watched me as I built a f*ckin mansion with the scraps
I don’t give a f*ck no
I’m from where it’s gritty and these n*ggas hella cutthroat
Where they free as f*ck but they still living like they stuck though
Out the f*ckin jungle came a river with a tough flow
Even when it run slow, feel it in my spirit when I hum notes
Voice of every n*gga in a puff coat
Paradox, dumb woke, quote, bout to get this sh*t, unquote
Doin it for every story untold n*gga