Cassper Nyovest – To Whom it May Concern Lyrics

To Whom it May Concern

Cassper Nyovest

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"To Whom it May Concern." - Cassper Nyovest

Friday, 23 October 2026, 09:49 am

Album: A.M.N (Any Minute Now) [Deluxe Edition]

Track No: 02

Don't worry
Don't worry
I think I'm getting used to this
Can't pretend that I'm new to it
Trashing my name is very lucrative
Why are you running to the papers?
There is no need for that kinda speed
Don't act a fool, boy, I find it very ludicrous
They making threads about how hard I fell
But I'm still out here worried 'bout you and I'm wishing you well
You was never really with us from the start, I could tell
I've witnessed some of my best friends highlight my Ls
I've got flaws, I never would pretend that I'm a saint
I realized that certain things will never seem the same
We take it till we're numb, we ain't tryna feel the pain
I never called you out when you was tryna cheat the game
I stood by you and now you wanna treat me like a bitch
See, I could act like I don't give a fuck because I'm rich
We hide the pain with money, living all we used to wish
It's Blue Chanel to hide the smell of the asses we used to lick
It gets
Why the fuck did you like that post, dude?
Now I'm out here stressed 'cause I don't know how to approach you
'Cause you borrowed me some money
Helped me out when I was broke, true
Indebted to your help, but I don't know if I'm supposed to
'Cause I've helped **** too
I was hot before they broke through
When **** was confused, I'm the one they used to go to
When Twitter was a mess, I'm the one you **** spoke to
Now I don't understand what they saying, I am Goku
I chose to write it out and put it in song
I keep putting 'em on, they keep putting me off
They keep counting me out, I keep proving them wrong
**** wanted to beef, Philippe filet mignon, it's on
I swear you need extra backbones for ****
I go myself, I never pass on the mission
I gotta spell it out so you cats know the difference
Tryna go from blacklisted to black owned and listed, yeah
That's the dream, black owned and listed
We wilding out 'cause we never had dough, my ****
Now we growing up, building collateral, my ****
A visionary, all of these rap flows are pictures, uh
Tricky times, lost files for the profound
Corona-free but I don't even wanna go out
I'd rather stay home 'cause the world full of know-hows
Well, bunch of know-hows who don't really know how
I'm seeking for the best version of myself
And to be honest, I don't trust no one else
'Cause every time I went against the grain I won
But every time I betted on a friend I lost, uh
Still I stand, I lean on no man
At sixteen I left like Lisa Lopez
Ne ke tlhola ke tshepa majita nou nex
Dichomi ding nwela dipitsa, oh well
I thought you loved me (Oh well)
Why would you even do this shit to me, man? (Oh well)
I don't deserve this
I don't deserve this shit
I don't deserve this shit (Oh well)
I thought you loved me
Shit

Writer(s): Refiloe Phoolo.

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