Top Songs By Manga Saint Hilare
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lewi B.
Performer
Matthew Reid
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Reid
Songwriter
Lewis Birtles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lewi B.
Producer
Lyrics
Man don't care like Jamie and Giggs
It is what it is
What? You don't see the fire on the bridge?
Me and da man deh don't mix
I took a step back like I flinched
But I haven't missed a step since
I'll keep going until I'm gone
I ain't stopping like I'm not lidge
So hear dis
Cah they mad, me making my way out was the only was I was getting it in
A lot of man try and shut me down and eye nearly closed like I'm trying to squint
I remember I was on track, but I stuck at the blocks like I'm about to sprint
A lot of years I never made no money, now I command P like I'm about to print
I let the idiots mix up wid di fool dem, I never pattern wid dem type a tings
Any qualms then I call them, get their number then dial it in
They keep bringing their business to the TL, I keep thinking what does that fix
I'm paying attention to the details, mind my business and doing my ting
I'm not inna di mix up with dem deh, I'm worried about me and mine
Can't let an old jeggery change me, I'm still myself all di while
Busy, I've been busy, tryna make it out alive
Outside, I'm outside, I'm not hard to find
You might see me on ends with my friend dem deh deh
Deh deh
Anywhere were the vibes dem deh deh
Manaman's been out ere, you ain't deh deh
I could never run out of bars, no lie
I got a chip on my shoulder, see di ting deh deh
Steeze dem deh deh, style dem deh deh
Anybody wanna hype up, then I'm deh deh
Farad like double S said
If you doubt the Powers then you dumb in your head
I never K, I double S, A double S
I'll leave dem type of tings for dem
They ain't sick but they wanna pretend
K-M-T and double FS
Edible for all of them man deh
I'll spin anyone of them dead, I don't pet
I'm not inna di mix up with dem deh, I'm worried about me and mine
Can't let an old jeggery change me, I'm still myself all di while
Busy, I've been busy, tryna make it out alive
Outside, I'm outside, I'm not hard to find
It's always family first
You can't clique up for clicks and likes cah dem tings they never work
A bag of broski yeah, gang, gang, oh, they never learn
Every minute another friend dem for attention, it makes them look worse
Word, but I just swerve, skrr
Doing everything on my terms
Every one of my genna dem, confirmed
No rattling me, you know I stand firm
All the energies are returned
All hands on, like it's stop and search
Who Jah bless, di bombohole curse
So I never penny dem and they're not my concern
I'm not inna di mix up with dem deh, I'm worried about me and mine
Can't let an old jeggery change me, I'm still myself all di while
Busy, I've been busy, tryna make it out alive
Outside, I'm outside, I'm not hard to find
Written by: Lewis Birtles, Matthew Reid