Cassper Nyovest – I Hope You Bought It Lyrics

I Hope You Bought It

Cassper Nyovest

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"I Hope You Bought It." - Cassper Nyovest

Friday, 23 October 2026, 10:06 am

Album: Tsholofelo (Platinum Edition)

Track No: 19

Who ever thought that I would make it
This far but those who hated
They saw potential in a boy and they delayed him
Went from wannabe
To little ****
To celebrated
Reality kept saying you're fucked, ambition saved him
Now I'm their favorite
I could have stuck to school but how was it my life I played by your rules?
Euphonik told me that rap don't make money wanna prove him wrong
Wonder what that's gonna take from me
Mom and dad were both teachers
Imagine tryna sit them down on some uhm
Ke jinda sgela
Leaving the system of safe cause imma rap
It broke their hearts and I felt kinda whack
But I got history to make though
In a booth like a pay phone
Ever since sixteen I've never spent a day home
I'm on the grind for gold-earth
The broke have no worth
Welcome to the city of Joburg
I'm in a city where things is mad different
When you show love, they say you ass kissin'
Or dick ridin' they hit on us coz we ill
Its just a blueprint there's no love in the city
Ntwana muff-town kyo kai mamela
Pha'misa kasi let it grow climb the ladder
I just wanted to spit dope rhymes
My man I
Never thought that I'd get a co-sign from Jabba
And ever since I did a song with Jay
Shit changed, it was swell it wasn't hard all along its great
And the money is a small issue
We big shots who gives a fuck about a small pistol?
Scoop told me I should take down names
Ya'll should thank him
I was about to take down lames
Break down games
Pull a trigger whose on blast?
My advice come from **** who don't rap
They believe in the man
Which is part of the reason that I believe that I can
Compilers making me struggle they ain't feeling the man
Wish the media would treat me like Kiernon and em
I hope you feeling this passion these dreamers whom capitalist
Flow is irrationally its known to be hazardous kiss
Bronchilis spasmous bliss
Rose from weak lazarous bits, overly fashion and sling no-one can fathom the king
I'll make you cheeky show love
Still regret the day me and TP broke up
We were suppose to be leaders
Ntwana tsa lefika
There was a need for it
Re ne re ba feeda
But anyway this what the green fingers do
I'm glad that me and green fingers cool
'Cause man, what's Nyovest without music
What's Nyovest without music
Perseverance and hard work
Thats all it took ****
RIP Brown Dash that was one good ****
You saw talent in me
Lala kahle pantsula
Middle finger to bohle be na mo papula
People like acting a mule
To the bullshit or the world till it happens to you
The biggest killer in the country ain't HIV
Man, it's Twitter
Now give me the hate I need
Its the same kid
Who never used to be your favourite
And now you on my dick
Trying to prove that I'm the greatest
I entertain the **** who work behind me like gay sex
But I dont give a real fuck
My attitude on latex
Everyday is the same shit, same script, different cast
Dont care what you say if I didn't ask
They used to say quit, didn't budge
Now I got the same prints live and love
He la titina they say my kind don't fit and so I forced it
First class, sick in a bag
I hope you bought it
They say my kind don't fit and so I forced it
First class, sick in a bag
I hope you bought it
They say my kind don't fit and so I forced it
'Cause I believe
If I don't quit they'll get a portion
And like these other lames they won't count for these days
And if you
Change to be loved
Then you loved to be changed
Its hard to be brave
I understand
But think about it
You can never lose your mind if you are honest
You ain't shit without your decency
So bitches never get shit from me
I buy his & his
No homo though
The boys fit like I overdosed
Cause I be bringing gifts to the hood
I'm like a door to door
I really hope you reigned forever
Its amazing how we came together
Everybody is curious
They probably wanna know
How does he live
I got these yellow bones politicking
But fuck that
Proud to announce that I just bought my mama a crib
Now wena ntchaela quality keng

Writer(s): R.M. Phoolo.

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