Cinga

When are you coming home?
'Cause when I’m all alone
Ndicinga ngawe
I had to write this song
Been waiting way too long
Ndicinga ngawe x9
I wasn’t ready
And I know it’s no excuse
It’s sad to say but it’s the truth
It’s not my lack of love for you
I wasn’t ready
But not a day go by
And you’re not on my mind
'Cause you’re still mine, I wasn’t
I hate to hear it
But I fear that you could be on the way
Every night I pray he keeps you for another day
'Cause you deserve more
Than what I’ll provide in this moment in time
Hope you never think it’s your fault
'Cause I know that it’s mine
Honestly, I feel I’m too young
And your mom is still a child
It don’t matter how it go down I’mma stick by your side
Hope you never felt about pop how I feel about mine
Working so I make my own mark 'fore I run out of time
'Cause this industry is cut-throat
Got me feeling type cold
That’s what I hit the blunt for
One day I’mma get to see you coming through that front door
And when that day comes
I’mma always show you love, 'cause
When are you coming home?
'Cause when I’m all alone
Ndicinga ngawe
I had to write this song
Been waiting way too long
Ndicinga ngawe x9
She said… I'll see you in like a day or two
I said I miss you already
She told me save it tuu
I need to think about this shit you tryna sway me to
Do you even know what that shit finna take me through?
You’re so insensitive, emotionally unavailable
I give you my heart nigga
You said it’d be safe with you
Oh but now you’re switching Phiwe
It’s always the same with you
You ain’t even listening
You know what, forget it
Listen, I heard every word
I just don’t know what to say to you
I can’t see the future
But I really pray we make it through
I’m working on me
I’ll be better you gon' see it too
I just need some patience
Kinda like that doctor’s waiting room
And your cooperation
I’m here for your consolation
Don’t need a new fixation
Ain’t got no time to be wasting with no lame bitch
But you the one I wrote this fucking song for
I know life’s short but we in it for the long haul
When are you coming home?
'Cause when I’m all alone
Ndicinga ngawe
I had to write this song
Been waiting way too long
Ndicinga ngawe x9
Akukho lula (I wasn’t ready)
Kodwa sula (I wasn’t ready)
Ezo nyembezi
(I wasn’t ready)
Kuzolunga
Akukho lula (I wasn’t ready)
Kodwa sula (I wasn’t ready)
Ezo nyembezi
Lamini izaudlula
Akukho lula
Kodwa sula ezo nyembezi
Kuzolunga
Akukho lula
Kodwa sula ezo nyembezi
Lamini izaudlula
We live a hell of a life
Believe I’m not evil, I need you
I swear I’ll get better with time
There’s way too much on the line
We live a hell of a life
Believe I’m not evil, I need you
I swear I’ll get better with time
There’s way too much on the line