(Eish, yebo...)
They only love you when the lights are bright.
Sho, listen now.
When the tables are full, they call you sbali
Pouring the expensive stuff, spending the mali
But when the winter comes, they run away
Eish, I see you now, nothing left to say.
Abangane bomoya, fake friends go away!
We don't want that energy, not today.
Aweh! Asambe! We move on.
Abangane bomoya, now you're gone.
Now the log drum is kicking, we see the truth
No time for the fakers, we're in our youth
Hustling hard from Soweto to the world
With my real ones, watch the story unfold.
Abangane bomoya, fake friends go away!
We don't want that energy, not today.
Aweh! Asambe! We move on.
Abangane bomoya, now you're gone.
Sharp sharp, my friend.
We see you.
Sho.