Текст песни
Lately them people been tryna chop it
I been in my bag
And I been outta pocket
I been dippin, dabbling with paper rockets
My maneuvers matter
So they start to clock it
I could never stop it...
I gotta truss the process
I know pacing could further my progress
But I'm waiting for more (wait)
I'm from the Flossy
But still never had me no Christian Dior (wait)
It's a welcome party
When I slide to yo city and make it a tour date
I might hop on a board and skate
I might hop on the board just to transfer the trust
And then put it on your plate
Feel like Robin Hood
Taking white people money
For common good
Hold on, wait
They gon look at me funny
If I say them words
How I think that I should,
Code switch paste
Homesick taste
Know they hate how I own this space
Flow risqué
They could not get a clone this way
I been growing my roots
They been tryna fake it
Thought I wouldn't notice
Ain't no seeds in the fruit
They been sippin naked
I been in the garden, finding ways to the truth
Alla dem be snaking
Alla dem be biting
They mosquitoes-I'm in Jamaican mountains where the tree grows (woah)
Know mi need fi get away, get away
Babylon deh pon mi line everyday
I gotta pray...
Jah know seh I could never stay
But there's rules to the game
So everyday I gotta play
Know mi need fi get away, get away
Babylon deh pon mi line everyday
I gotta pray...
Jah know seh I could never stay
But there's rules to the game
So everyday I gotta play
Know mi need fi get away, get away
Babylon deh pon mi line everyday
I gotta pray...
Jah know seh I could never stay