[Feat. Rick Ross & Mavado] [Jah Cure:] Jamaica, stand up! [Rick Ross:] Yeah! To all rude boys in the capital Cure again [Mavado:] Ye-e-eh Jah Cure: Meet me up in Kingston Put me on your radar I'd be out there hustlin' Gettin' to the paper Come to my neighborhood Be on your best behavior You don't wanna test, we put the G in the Gangsta Original mangler I can rearrange ya Giving you ordinarily to the danger I own the block, bitch Acting like a stranger Boy, I'm a major Shots callin' like I see it [x2] [Rick Ross:] Count a half of million In the back sit of the Phantom Burn out all the killers just to see my niggers had them Stacking up the paper like it's going out of style No love for the judge Money longer than the trail Heart full of anger got a pocket full of honeys Burnin' onion in the chalice all you suckers getting punished Lick a shot for Dudus if you're real, mother fucker Blaka! Blaka! Two times if you're real, mother fucker Big 45 for my old G5 Stacks on deck but it so behind Never leaving my competition breathing Jah Cure pushing Lamborghinis through Kingston Shots callin' like I see it [repeats] [Mavado:] See me I was caught up in the fast lane Hustle till morning Never stop until the cash came Really "Mister Make It" is my last name Life is like a poker, but I never played my last game You see me Now they wish they coulda be me Was born in the gully, now I'm big in every city (Ha ha) Now I'm gaining every penny Send me to this world again and I'm a make it pretty Heathen best agonize when we rise Smoking cush and have a girl by my side Peeping Tom with them eye open wide Nah tell you something, I ah snide Shots callin' like I see it [x4] [Jah Cure:] Every ghetto Every gully Every lane We don't need no visas To come through your speakers See me in a video Cleaner than a preacher Turn to pay-per-view five nights and me feature You give me respect In return, I'm a treat ya Youth, I'm a reach her Message, I'm a teach her That we go on, we have no time for the leisure Music, we be smuggle in a room for the seizure Pass me a reason Shots callin' like I see it [x4] [Jah Cure:] Every ghetto Every gully Every lane Don't bring trouble on my way Unless you wanna pay Hear the words I say Coming from the Bossman Almighty This one for the streets For the youth in them in the hot of tha city We ah huslte dis hit to everywhere yes hear me Cure to the World Looking for me up in Kingston Put me on your radar I'd be out there hustlin' Gettin' to the paper Come to my neighborhood Be on your best behavior You don't wanna test, we put the G in the Gangsta Original mangler I can rearrange ya Giving you ordinarily to the danger I own the block, bitch Acting like a stranger Boy, I'm a major Shots callin' like I see it Jamaica, Stand up! Yeah! Ye-e-eh

I make you feel better than you ever been I guarantee that you gon' tell the other man he need to get lost And girl you know you dealing with a veteran, I'll beat that down Have you ever been broke off? You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man You rollin' with the man Turn the lights out You ain't gotta trip about no money 'Cause whatever you want, I'ma get it, I ain't worry about the cost I ain't fucking, I ain't phony, I ain't frontin', I ain't stuntin' Everything I say is real, you dealin' with the boss, yeah You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man You rollin' with the man Turn the lights out Look in my pocket, I see a lot of dead people Wrist game mean, mother pearl so evil Christian Louboutin, sucker for a sneaker Pull up in Pakistan like I'm Evel Knievel Air raid Jackson, I stay spaced out Never lay my Jesus piece face down It's not a Rollie, I'm sorry this fucker run She not a singer, but dammit I made her hum Name Ricky, but really I've been a Willy See you looking at it but this watch a quarter milli' I got houses, hobbies, homes in Abu Dhabi Never go wrong GPS, my Ferrari You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man (Because girl you're worth it) You rollin' with the man Turn the lights off

Biggest in the Game Biggest at the dinner Rozay and Carnage Fat boys in the building Fat boys at the Back Bounce in the buckles Belly's a bubble But the way I'ma fuck you She gon' tell me I love you These niggas keep testing Just a new hole in the desert I'm texting my reverend Please recite Psalms twenty-seven If you seen how I'm living You would think I was a villain Got my niggas deported guilty for making a killing Keep your hands off the cage boy I'm the one to put you on the front page boy Don't see none of these niggas Rozay's repertoire Professions of a hustler I pray I see tomorrow Duffle bags heavy got me on this Ross fit Never catch me slipping cause I keep my marksmen

Maybach Music! There he go that's John Doe There he go that's John Doe There he go that's John Doe And I'm still whipping up a kilo There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in It's P-I Double "L" Professional Shit Kicka Yams on the stove I'm fuckin your Favorite Strippa Pies flyin out Them zips they grew wings Phone going stupid made a rack in two rings Straight drop hard got them J's plate licking Ground basing jumping over cars they Blake Griffin Got my chickens in the gym, Yup, they weight lifting See one thousand stamped on the tape because they yay shape shifting That's that terminator choppa make a nigga do a backflip I can show you how crack flip While I'm loading that Mac clip Catch em loading that mack truck I'll unload til his back drip All I know is I'm stacked up And when I'm back them packs in There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in One Hundred in I'm on my Gucci shit Gucci Luciano bitch you know I'm Gucci Rich Maserati, boy I got two of them Same color boy I just got two of them 10 Chains see I'm one nigmae nigga I'm a whip it just to spend it nigga Blew a mill ticket One night at King Of Diamonds Me and Puff Daddy Bitch I'm the king of Diamonds Small Change that's what we call that A-Rod money smoking on a ball bat I'm on the mound, I got a pound My folks in Haiti say them yayo prices coming down There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in This that namco yay Pacman what we selling Got these J's chasing rocks Like they chasing power pellets Met this lady named Eselis Say she nag for some terrace But she hungry for that yayo ask her granny what she yelling Got my shirt off in the kitchen hot in here like Nelly And these niggas dancing in these mask don't want stage credit Just the keys to your car all your cash and your debit card We serving hard Whole squad equiped and ready OKAY Then And quit flexing like the soda sack Before they find you slumped over in a Cul-de-sac My whole wrist lumped up serving boulder sacks Pink city representa thought I told you that There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in Maybach Music!

Got a mind full of TNT I need a lunatic just like me Paint the sky with a brush fire, yeah Like la la la la, la I got a mind like Columbine, yeah A vigilante, I'm volatile I pick and choose like Duck Duck Goose I'm close ties that you shouldn't cut loose I just want someone that I can trust Baby, is that you—is that us? I know it's dicey Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, ha This shit's gotta be criminal, ha The way I keep killing you Though I'm dangerous, ha, yeah It's so good it feels criminal, ah This shit's gotta be criminal, ah The way I keep killing you, yeah She say, "Hello, hell, you're such a blessing" I know, way too well, now I'm finessing, her Just plead the fifth if you're ever questioned, girl You see, I just want someone that I can trust Baby, is that you—is that us? I know I'm dicey Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, ha This shit's gotta be criminal, ha The way I keep killing you Though I'm dangerous, ha, yeah It's so good it feels criminal, ah This shit's gotta be criminal, ah (Sometimes you just gonna lean on it) The way I keep killing you, yeah Conversations elevated when she fell in love Stepping on her, said he did her like a dirty rug Feeling played, underpaid, like she was Satchel Paige Every day she had to find a way to find a way Self-esteem is what emotions feed (Facts) Dry land and get to travel the Seven Seas Kaepernick of my city, little homie, take a knee Taking you to places selfies get taken at least Criminal thoughts (Boss), an angel in the flesh (Yes) It feels like we floating when we really having sex (Yes!) Her words be so potent, scribbled 'em on my chest (Yes) Motivation is morning, shorty, and I confess I'm holding you close, that's 'til the day I rest I gave her a hundred, stuffed it all in her dress Motion picture, we them young mogul niggas Here's a toast to the ones who knew us before the riches Gunplay, gunfire, grave death, stolen moments (Cheers) 5150 and lawless hearts Raging and reckless You know, love at loss Summer nights summer stay ready with the getaway 5150 and lawless hearts Who could stop us, babe? The world is ours, yeah I just want someone that I can trust Is that you—is that us? I know I'm dicey Oh, it's so good it feels criminal, yeah This shit's gotta be criminal The way I keep killing you You say I'm dangerous, ha, yeah It's so good it feels criminal, ah This shit's gotta be criminal, ah The way I keep killing you, yeah (Ooooah ooo) Miguel, it's going down in history once again (Oh, my love) Oh, my love Oh, my love (Ooooah ooo, Ooooah ooo)

You done made it messy I guess that means you qualified How the fuck you choke then don't choke Then do it both from the side? Hey Now you laying there breathless A sign of instant rush All this licking, girl, your lips going back and forth Gaped open, back arched, and rude I just love that glue, ooh That slides down you whenever we start touchin' It gets all on you, all on me from fuckin' That's when that glue done got you Hey Say you never had a challenge Physical and mind So tell me does, does that mean that you faked all your orgasms, baby? Ooh, I'm gon' make sure, absolutely sure tonight All this licking, girl, your lips going back and forth Gaped open, back arched, woo-ooh I just love that glue, ooh That slides down you whenever we start touchin' It gets all on you, all on me from fuckin' That's when that glue (That's when that glue) done got you, ooh-ooh Hey You looked at me, told me to tell a lie Grab my neck, put it on my face Them open lips told me to get inside Then you told me to come around the other way, ooh I guess that's how you act when you really want somebody Don't know how much more that I can take All this licking your lips, going back and forth Gaped wide open, arching your back, so rude, ooh I just love that glue, ooh That slides down you whenever we start touchin' It gets all on you, all on me from fuckin' That's when that glue (That's when that glue) done got you, ooh-ooh Hey Hey Hey When it's all on you It gets all on you, all on me from fuckin' That's when that glue done got you, ooh-ooh Hey Slides down you whenever we-