Listen to Composure song with lyrics from AKA

Composure

AKA2 Oct 2015

Composure Lyrics

Composure - AKA

One two one two

 

Why you gassing dawg

Why you coming to my table

Without asking dawg

I know you hate me with a passion

I ain't mad at y'all

I know you f**k with every classic

In my catalog

And it go word

Team thick as lootlove

 

Cashtime with the sheen team

Push dust

I don't need a green screen

When I pull stunts

Cause when you the real thing

Ni**a's get touched

And it's super unlocked unlocked

I don't give a f**k about

Your number one spot

Corporate's sleeping on me

Need to set alarm clocks

Word to all my naija homies

Getting telecom guap

In the billboards

That's the sh*t that I kill for

Big dreams since I was a lil boy

I'm stressed

Middle finger to the press

Tried to give a f**k

But I ain't got a f**k left

I'm blessed

Let me ball like the ballon door

Forbes if you ever fall it's a cannonball

Miss me with the

Bullshit like el matador

I just hope you're that involved

When the camera off

Bang bang bang and

It's all about the moola

Big shout out to sbuda

Smoking buddha in abuja

Tunnel vision got me thinking

Future like computers

20 b**ches swimming in

The pool like barracuda oh

 

Maybe I should spit

Something we can build with

I think we all need change

Who got the till slip

It's way beyond drake and meek mill sh*t

F**k a fiance I got a lil kid

 

Even ricky called me the other day

Stuck in the middle

It's sad that we can't collaborate

Tried to be civil until

I saw your twitter page

But I was out in europe doing bigger things

 

See when it rains it pours

Understand with me when it's war it's war

Thinking back you wasn't even national yet

Matter fact I used to be a fan of your sh*t

Young king

I should've took you under my wing

Instead I let you under my skin

 

I know coming up is a wonderful thing

But even I get uncomfortable

When they call me the king

I know you play like you humble

But we just one and the same

You tryna stay out of trouble

And I'm just stuck in my lane

I hope the pressure don't make me buckle

So much in my plate

Appetite for destruction

This sh*t is like a buffet hey hey hey

Hold it now hold it now hold it now

This ain't your moment we own it now

You feeling some type of way

They go ask me what this song about

 

Composure composure

 

Composure composure

 

Hmmm know yourself

 

I'm from the future

Let's take it back to the music

Cause I can't control myself

My ni**a's on the road

F**king crazy b**ches

I be on my phone looking

Through my baby pictures

That's what the f**k

You call a juxtaposition

Had enough of these clubs

But they don't wanna miss it

 

All the bae's blow me kisses

Drinking champagne just to piss it

Ni**a's been saying all my sh*t authentic

Every trinidad james

Get your fifteen minutes

Heard your new release

Put that sh*t on fast-forward

Captain of my team

This a contact sport

This is combat

Need a ball sack for it

This a marathon track all the boys on roids

 

Time to hit the road pull your money up

Went gold but you niggas did it funny style

Ko didn't even try to floss with it

Saying oh when you

With it like a boss ni**a

All this talk about god

I'mma show you hell

Bring it to your face like loriel

 

My niggas in position

When they ring the bell

They gonna get your ponytail

Like the holy grail

That's the problem

With you new school cats

Took your old style

From malumkoolkat

 

I got my hands in the dirt

Such a pity that you

Can't dance on the verse

 

Hold it now hold it now hold it now

 

This ain't your moment we own it now

You feeling some type of way

 

They go ask me what this song about

 

Composure composure

 

Composure composure

 

Hmmm know yourself

 

I'm from the future

Let's take it back to the music

Cause I can't control myself

I'm the reason niggas

Had the saga on repeat

Now you wanna charge me eighty

Thousand for a beat

Load it up on data file put it on wax

Streets on smash but your video trash

Lately I been going

Through some changes

Tryna figure out

Where I let my momma down

Cause the mother of

My child is an angel

Do I blame it on myself

Or this fame sh*t

Busy putting in the hours

Final touches to the album

When I should have bought

You flowers and the bracelet

Now we gotta make different

Living arrangements

All the family gonna

See this sh*t in the papers

 

My father telling me

Don't make the same mistakes

Coming home late

And the plates in the microwave

Now you got your very own baby face

 

We were so in love back

In 88 anyway

I don't give a f**k

What you say to me

All you b**ches in the club

Look the same to me

I'mma need a double cup

Like a major league

Why you tryna front like

You ain't afraid of me

Super mega touch down

Every city you go

Heard you moving up now

In the city of gold

When I go to maftown

I'mma sit on the throne

Tryna fill up the dome

About to fill up your home oh

 

Hold it now hold it now hold it now

This ain't your moment we own it now

You feeling some type of way

 

They go ask me what this song about

Composure composure

 

Composure composure

 

Hmmm know yourself

I'm from the future

Let's take it back to the music

Cause I can't control myself

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

Comments for Composure (20)

THATSO J
THATSO J

best diss song ever produced

Msiyana
Msiyana

still a killer track as Kairo's father gave it to Boity's ex boyfriend..! ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿพ

lebohang tsiloane
lebohang tsiloane

Composure turns 4 today

Anam Lupindo
Anam Lupindo

Bhova

Terence BlackBooi
Terence BlackBooi

iNja! SUPA MEGA!

reneilweg
reneilweg

๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ”Œ

Isaac Ice-Moon Shakes Sikelem
Isaac Ice-Moon Shakes Sikelem

legendary songโœŠ

Senzo George Grootboom
Senzo George Grootboom

MEGA KING

Mboitumelow Sgubjelajr Makhubele
Mboitumelow Sgubjelajr Makhubele

Kingโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ

Mimie
Mimie

๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ˜Ž