Lyrics:
made like Fourty pound, Yeah Everybody videoing me on their phone Hope they show all of their friends my new style, Yeah And maybe if some money comes
medz Yhu cyah manage di kush yhu drop asleep a dat happen We laugh But nuh videoing nuh kids again Di feeling so good when Ganja flowing through yhu
of kids in they youth and a lot of dreams they pursuing and videoing the scene Going straight to exclusive and I ain't no where the truth I ain't staying
he tried to flip a busted brick He got hit cause he made my nigga dump clip He got kids im tryna find out where they mama live Videoing while she
videoing this shit They cannot help a soul They tell you you went down They tell him you weren't down These hustlers they be taking These hustlers they be
mugshot But when you see me out in public you a fan, mascot You ain't connecting with yo nigga bet I be his hotspot Watch him eat while I'm videoing that,
get An' ah only maybe ten or eight minutes worth ah videoing me do Di way me nuh have no cum lef' inna me An' di man search and find cum lef inna me
videoing I ride in the coupe with these bitches yeah I keep me a stick it shoot missiles yeah That bitch blowing me like i'm a whistle yeah I got bands I got
liked to read the magazines Tuesday mornin' bought the farm Sammy liked to watch the pay-per-view Now he's videoing Mars. (Repeat chorus) Honey I never
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