How I Started It by Ibrahim Mditshwa Lyrics
Yeah, lemme tell you how I started it
Wasn’t always raps and beats
I was thinking ‘bout some other shit
Started getting deeper into the biz when I made a hit
Yeah lemme tell you ‘bout my play school
Wanted to be a soldier, that is all I wanted to do
You know that shit dangerous, I was just a little fool
But fighting for my country in my eyes was just a little cool
It was just a dream that no one in the world could really nuke
Fast forwarding, now I be in grade 2
That the year when a nigga really playful
But the thought that I wanted to be a teachеr really painful
That shit don’t bring money, I was born for getting’ richеr
I can’t be broke, looking like a fuckin’ teacher
Talkin’ ‘bout money, fast forward in the 4th grade
Had a bigger dream, much better than my last phase
Wanted to be a doctor, thinking ‘bout some acid rain
I was thinkin’ ‘bout the money, nothing else on my brain
Following year, 2017, I was in the rap fame
Thinkin’ ‘bout money, gold teeth and gold chains
Making beats and writing lyrics
That’s where put my aim
When I wrote my first song, I called it killer (yeah)
Young artist, lame lyrics, called Young Killer
4 verses, 24 lines, rapping while I was 10 years old
That’s where I got my name, Killer24
Got so many bars, like I’ve never rapped before
You want to know more about how I started it?
Young nigga, lame lyrics, I was on my phone and making beats
I thought my songs were cool, (yeah) I thought they were a hit
But they weren’t that great, I was just straight up rapping shit
When I told my bros at school they said, “It is really good” (yeah)
They knew it was some shit but they didn’t want to be rude
But what did you expect? In the rap game, I was still new
So you’d know better than to mess up with my bros in the hood
In the 6th grade, I thought of something really, really new
My bros wanted in, so I thought I’d make a crew
We needed a crew name so we thought of something really cool
Young Hustlers, yeah, I know it’s not the best we could do
Yeah, but I realised that I don’t need a crew
They’ll be wimping out while I’m tryna do what I do
That’s the story of how your boy made it in the rap game
It’s going really good for me, finally in the rap fame
Making more raps while these niggas sniffing cocaine
I can tell I’m going places, you don’t need a fortune-teller
I’m never gonna stop, I’m going big, I’m not sellin’
Killer24 signin’ out, yeah, he done rappin’
Wasn’t always raps and beats
I was thinking ‘bout some other shit
Started getting deeper into the biz when I made a hit
Yeah lemme tell you ‘bout my play school
Wanted to be a soldier, that is all I wanted to do
You know that shit dangerous, I was just a little fool
But fighting for my country in my eyes was just a little cool
It was just a dream that no one in the world could really nuke
Fast forwarding, now I be in grade 2
That the year when a nigga really playful
But the thought that I wanted to be a teachеr really painful
That shit don’t bring money, I was born for getting’ richеr
I can’t be broke, looking like a fuckin’ teacher
Talkin’ ‘bout money, fast forward in the 4th grade
Had a bigger dream, much better than my last phase
Wanted to be a doctor, thinking ‘bout some acid rain
I was thinkin’ ‘bout the money, nothing else on my brain
Following year, 2017, I was in the rap fame
Thinkin’ ‘bout money, gold teeth and gold chains
Making beats and writing lyrics
That’s where put my aim
When I wrote my first song, I called it killer (yeah)
Young artist, lame lyrics, called Young Killer
4 verses, 24 lines, rapping while I was 10 years old
That’s where I got my name, Killer24
Got so many bars, like I’ve never rapped before
You want to know more about how I started it?
Young nigga, lame lyrics, I was on my phone and making beats
I thought my songs were cool, (yeah) I thought they were a hit
But they weren’t that great, I was just straight up rapping shit
When I told my bros at school they said, “It is really good” (yeah)
They knew it was some shit but they didn’t want to be rude
But what did you expect? In the rap game, I was still new
So you’d know better than to mess up with my bros in the hood
In the 6th grade, I thought of something really, really new
My bros wanted in, so I thought I’d make a crew
We needed a crew name so we thought of something really cool
Young Hustlers, yeah, I know it’s not the best we could do
Yeah, but I realised that I don’t need a crew
They’ll be wimping out while I’m tryna do what I do
That’s the story of how your boy made it in the rap game
It’s going really good for me, finally in the rap fame
Making more raps while these niggas sniffing cocaine
I can tell I’m going places, you don’t need a fortune-teller
I’m never gonna stop, I’m going big, I’m not sellin’
Killer24 signin’ out, yeah, he done rappin’