Lyrics
Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh
Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh
Deh ya try come to terms
Come to terms
Stay solid in a di midst a it
Tired and we sick a dis
(Ohh Ohh)
Fada, Popsi, Nesbeth, Jhavere, Chase, Dane, Bling, Collin, Aunty Reva
Still cyaa get ova di
Hurt me a deal wid
Cut Deep inna the soul a mi
A run through the millions dem
But it just don't feel the same
Yo a tru yuh nuh know daddy
House land and car
Money and booze, empty di wul bar
None a dat cyaa tek eh pain nah heal
Throw mi off bad, pon mi heart lef a scar
Yo yo yo, Aye
Where do we, go from here
Styling thing, deeven fair
Man like Suki shouldn't even cut so
Fight to the end a too much a dem
Just one a yuh
Couldn't watch eh clip when mi a look
And see mi uncle
Go out like a G sed way
Every warrior deh weh we lose
Still a miss you everyday and never figet yuh
We never do
Memba day deh when we get eh news
Meds yuh picture all the memories
A dat haffi a get we through
Where do we,
Go from here (Wah Gwaan)
Styling thing, deeven fair
Anybody can get it
To how me a pree
Nuh business bout nuttin
Yuh see mi a seh chawgie
Killas buck yuh
Shot a bun yuh like hot tea
Keep mi gun pon mi
Cause **** hate weh dem cya be
Chune a play
It deh ya wid me inna eh pawtee
Dat wid Jeffus open mi eye
Mi nah go lie b
Eternal rest up fi who try we
Mi dawgs live on
Ye
Jah know Neko
Ben cuz weh reach yuh
Have dung a Kirk
Shake up, a grieve to
Gyal dem a bawl
Gyal fi every season
Dawg yo yuh nuh easy
A regular procedure
Believe mi yow
Years pass it nuh mek sense
Not even now
Stress confusion weh yuh leave we bro
Cyaa help but think bout the last time
Heavy pon we mind
Every warrior deh weh we lose
Still a miss you everyday and never figet yuh
We never do
Memba day deh when we get eh news
Meds yuh picture all the memories
A dat haffi a get we through
Where do we,
Go from here,
Styling thing, deeven fair
Written by: Earlan Bartley
