Yo, Shabdon Dem know the thing go inuh, heh The whole a Portmore and the whole a St. James (St. James) 'Member we when we gone, we live forever (Forever, forever...) Salt Spring We not going under All ghetto youth get your money longer Ready, bruk pocket nah work Straight 'pon the narrow nah mek no wrong turn Get the Chedda, money maker, any weather Buried treasure, dig it up a weh the ledda Get the Chedda, money maker, any weather Buried treasure, dig it up a weh the ledda Me fi have a chopper, watch it a propeller Me house fi have, elevator not a ledda Daddy say, "Son dem a tell we say no better no deh" But a lie that, blessing a forever Mommy say, "Sonny no bother with the copper" Me never listen, but it never matter From you is a ghetto youth, dem have you as a shotta My badness and me mother prayer mek me deh yah We not going under All ghetto youth get your money longer Ready, bruk pocket nah work Straight 'pon the narrow nah mek no wrong turn Get the Chedda, money maker, any weather Buried treasure, dig it up a weh the ledda Get the Chedda, money maker, any weather Buried treasure, dig it up a weh the ledda Me bank book and me weed a the same Me no haffi look me just stop a any branch Bun a spliff with a bokkle a Guinness and Black Ants 'Matic inna hand when you see me you see Conspiracy fi millions Flanka, mek we get the gold, lef' dem with the bronze Archie tek every thing, money a the plan Blueprint fi me and Shabadon Glen Devon We not going under All ghetto youth get your money longer Ready, bruk pocket nah work Straight 'pon the narrow nah mek no wrong turn Get the Chedda, money maker, any weather Buried treasure, dig it up a weh the ledda Get the Chedda, money maker, any weather Buried treasure, dig it up a weh the ledda Me fi have a chopper, watch it a propeller Me house fi have, elevator not a ledda Daddy say, "Son dem a tell we say no better no deh" But a lie that, blessing a forever Mommy say, "Sonny no bother with the copper" Me never listen, but it never matter From you is a ghetto youth, dem have you as a shotta My badness and me mother prayer mek me deh yah We not going under All ghetto youth get your money longer Ready, bruk pocket nah work Straight 'pon the narrow nah mek no wrong turn Get the Chedda, money maker, any weather Buried treasure, dig it up a weh the ledda Get the Chedda, money maker, any weather Buried treasure, dig it up a weh the ledda Me bank book and me weed a the same Me no haffi look me just stop a any branch Bun a spliff with a bokkle a Guinness and Black Ants 'Matic inna hand when you see me you see Conspiracy fi millions Flanka, mek we get the gold, lef' dem with the bronze Archie tek every thing, money a the plan Blueprint fi me and Shabadon Glen Devon We not going under All ghetto youth get your money longer Ready, bruk pocket nah work Straight 'pon the narrow nah mek no wrong turn

Taking a walk around town Daydreaming to the sounds Sun is setting in my head Riptide is pulling me to bed I wish I could fly and I could chase all the clouds away Break away and make into another sunny day The kind that makes you jump for joy out of your bed But we could toy around and lay around so lazy instead Like we we're dreamin' of palm trees in the wind I lay it back, I play it back Again and again, again and again, again and again Sail, sail away with me We'll leave our luxuries And throw them to the sea ayy And we with the rollin' tide Will wash our worries dry Anchored by my side ayy Follow me to the shore I've got what you're lookin' for We could share this shelter from the storm Palm frond, fire's on just to keep you warm Weather the storm whether or not you're all that I got And all I need and you're so much more, so much more Yeah yeah you're so much more, so much more Sail, sail away with me We'll leave our luxuries And throw them to the sea ayy And we with the rollin' tide Will wash our worries dry Anchored by my side ayy We, we can weather the storm Together we're something more Resting on the shore Sail, sail away with me We'll leave our luxuries And throw them to the sea ayy And we with the rollin' tide Will wash our worries dry Anchored by my side ayy We, we can weather the storm Whether or not you're all that I got All I need and so much more So much more, so much more Yeah yeah you're so much more, so much more So much more, so much more, Yeah yeah you're so much more, so much more

We The Best Music Twenty-nineteen we ain't taking no shorts unless we going on vacation Big fish Another one Uh DJ Khaled Drop top gone (Drop top gone) Sellin' popcorn (Sellin' popcorn) I went from licks to most wanted to the top of the Forbes Fucked up the trenches (Fucked up the trenches) I weather the storm (Weather that shit) Young living legend, I be on that shit that these niggas ain't on (Niggas ain't on) I went to war with the system (Yeah) To give my son toys on Christmas (Yeah) Probably won't give me no Grammy (Give me that) Putting awards on wrists (Yeah) We had to kill just to make it out Shit, we puttin' rewards on niggas (Brrt) Live by the gun and we die about it Shit, I'm prayin' the sword don't kill us Prayin' the Lord forgive us, we going to war with killers They put a bounty all on my dawgs, want 'em dead by morning, nigga We took risks to live like this, ain't doing consignment (Doing consignment) I brought my mama tears, and I turned 'em to VVS diamonds (VVS diamonds) I know you see me on top of my game, ain't see me declinin' (See me declinin') Turned to a monster, the next time you saw me You seen I was climbin' (Seen I was climbin') They took my elevator, I said fuck it I'm takin' the steps (Takin' the steps) Got me on bail, they want me in jail, they say I'm a threat (Say I'm a threat) Fighting for freedom eleven years, they been takin' my breath (Taking my breath) Watchin' the feds taking pictures, it been makin' me stress (Makin' me sweat) Tappin' my phone, takin' my rights, and makin' 'em wrong Deep in this shit, had to dance with the devil to make it back home, yeah I got a call from one of the dawgs, say, "You been ridin' private" He say I should tell the pilot to come and get him And the crazy part about it, my nigga sittin' in a prison And the other crazy part about it, I really know that feelin', yeah I can't put my trust inside the system Gotta be here for my sisters And my niece believe in Christmas And her dad, somebody killed him Some shit I don't remember 'Cause I left him in a box when they had me in them locks I blame God for my convictions Never give a judge that ammunition Never had no co-defendants God gon' be my only witness Never take it personal, it's whatever when we handlin' business We been through the worst, them situations we can never mention You gon' have your mom losin' her mind if you get a conviction Got some homies sittin' in the feds, hope they get an eviction Prayin' to his gun, he got his fire, he ain't got no religion I heard Meek got two for a wheelie and I was in the kitchen servin' Had me thinkin', is it all worth it? Thinkin' 'bout the chances that I took to buy you purses Thinkin' 'bout them licks that we went on and just go splurge it Switched it up and everythin' been workin'