[Verse 1:] It coming like mi too bomboclaat real Fi da f–kry world yah Every momma rass a try fi style me One bag a dutty foot hungry belly people A call up mi name just fi get a hype Check dem pocket dem don’t even have a 20 Poor thing, mi ex mi self from society long time Dem gwan like dem love yuh, dem no love yuh Dem tell yuh seh fi be your self But when yo be your self the f–ker dem judge yuh Dem bombohole yah gwan like seh dem life perfect When dem life up town Yuh frighten fi si weh some a dem a do
[Chorus:] Oh, naw, naw, naw, naw, na Go s–k unuh mother Yuh follow people yuh no prosper So go s–k unuh mother Caw mi still seh brata
Oh, naw, naw, naw, naw, na Go s–k unuh mother Yuh follow people yuh no prosper So go s–k unuh mother Caw mi still seh brata
[Verse 2:] Mi bad and mi bomboclaat mighty No matter wa mi tan a mi self same way Pu–y hole yuh naa rate mi from morning As far as mi si it fi yo ratings can stay When me did in a struggle by mi self Weh all a dem likkle f–ker yah did deh But no everybody have supn fi seh Everybody a bun mi out Mi a bun a spliff and a laugh Careful a fake friend, careful a fake people Dem no real dem a carbon Nuff sower mouth artist grudge mi Caw mi a run the place wid the songs weh mi sing Gwan wait fi a hype hungry a go kill unuh in yah
Mi a bun a spliff and a laugh Careful a fake friend, careful a fake people Dem no real dem a carbon Nuff sower mouth artist grudge mi Caw mi a run the place wid the songs weh mi sing Gwan wait fi a hype hungry a go kill unuh in yah