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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Manu Crooks
Manu Crooks
Performer
Emmanuel Adu Amankwah
Emmanuel Adu Amankwah
Rap
Kemar Donaldson
Kemar Donaldson
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emmanuel Adu Amankwah
Emmanuel Adu Amankwah
Songwriter
Kemar Donaldson
Kemar Donaldson
Songwriter
Roberto Curti
Roberto Curti
Songwriter
Jamunajai Andrew Joseph Renaud
Jamunajai Andrew Joseph Renaud
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swede
Swede
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Why yuh wan make it?
Sum boy nah fake it
Dem life dem ah take it
Sum bwoi dem nah basic
Seh dem haffi shoot guns on streets and talk down police
[Chorus]
Right now my patience wearing thin and I might lose my shit
I took my time to work on me so I don't lose my mind
I know my mama pray for me, she looking out for her kid
I know we seen some better days, and we want more of it
I told my **** gotta chill and let your ego go
You got a daughter, gotta feed her, get your act right, bro
She know her mama pray for her, she looking out for her kid
I know we seen some better days and we want more
[Verse 1]
I hear the birds outside
I hear them chirp outside
I hear them seats stays heated
So is these whips that we ride
Know every time that we fly in
It's overseas for a bag and
Should've seen us at Magic
Adiza got us so blasted, I'm wasted
I'm throw the ones, she show me signs
Heaven can't wait, we gon' have one hell of a time
Yeah
Is she the one to be the one?
I'm in no state, but fuck it, we gon' be alright
Say we gon' be alright
[Verse 2]
Shoot, go on shoot, go on shoot
Don't let 'em tell you nothing else, go on shoot
We succumbing to the pressure
Knowing damn well diamonds aren't forever
[Verse 3]
Hustle, man ah hustle pon di corner
Sell mi juice and sell some marijuana
Strictly gunshot fi informer
Yeah, never leff di llama, yeah
Roads ah ruff, it very rugged, but mi still ah tuff it out
And sum bwoi better watch him mout
Wen dem see wi passing tru
Know wah you ah seh and know wah you ah do
Man ah chat about
Pull up inna di Bentley, pocket thick, it never empty
Man wah live until mi hol triple century
Spin dat Bimmer, shine bright fi dem damn see
And dem bwoi dere cyaan tempt me, yeah
Up inna mi penthouse
Stress ah vibe out
Send mi gyal fi go get my jam out
We in no clothes, juss cruising
Violate me and den yuh losing, yeah
[Chorus]
Right now my patience wearing thin and I might lose my shit
I took my time to work on me so I don't lose my mind
I know my mama pray for me, she looking out for her kid
I know we seen some better days and we want more of it
I told my **** gotta chill and let your ego go
You got a daughter, gotta feed her, get your act right, bro
She know her mama pray for her, she looking out for her kid
I know we seen some better days and we want more
Written by: Emmanuel Adu Amankwah, Jamunajai Andrew Joseph Renaud, Kemar Donaldson, Roberto Curti
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