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I swear that my shot too clear

All my team step dark militant, don′t get too near

Swear I don't show no fear

I′m outside just like Pi'erre

And bro wanna 'cause madness, it′s a badness

Place all the money on the mattress

Make all the money do backflips

Bro on the field with a hat-trick

No Patrick

In a Benz, all straight with a classic

Money intake come massive

Bank statement on elastic

Fresh hot topic when I speak

Any target, man clean

YS in the air, man′s team

I done placed myself on thе map like that

How on earth are your mans likе me?

Your ex man knows I'm trouble

Done turned ′nuff mandem rubble

I can't even speak on the things I done

For my ends, I done did so much on the road for my dargs

Yeah, right

Diligent bystander, that′s Sainte

In the middle of the room, make your girls all faint

I was sellin' out seats for the shows

Where mans pay for a likkle one two, get loose, try rave

Mission shell it

Buss a little move every gyally wanna tune from a guy like me

With my G′s, makin' riddims 'bout P

Tell a man come through

If he tryna land steeze, like we

I ain′t ever switch sides, man, I stay with my team

Out in the dark

Just run and take time for another side

Never mind ′bout the other guy

Can't keep watch with another eye

Run a couple bands from the other line

Still make more from the other side

Yeah

Roadblocks on the roads by we

Any moves man make, man, I buss for my team

Strong man over here not weak

I′ma stack another wage every day with my guys like, uh