Jamaica

Can't believe I think i wanna go back To the time where I didn't have a way To take a L and then go run it right back Mama too worried bout shit I don't say All these risks I take So I could take the stress away from your plate She know I'm on that typa time That a youngin can not go waste Can't contemplate Woke up this morning, knew it was payday Real boss, I'm not showing late Unless i'm not getting' paid Stopped looking' behind Lived days a youngin can't change All this weight on my back Since a younin, all I want is that paper Mama told me get gone Ask myself how could I betray her? She want me back down south She don't know that zitla still in my paper Had to smoke out the back Right through these roads, they thinking i'm famous and i'm all on my own Way too blazed, it feel like Jamaica Let's talk about life and how they act when the boy get paid Let's talk about facts I could never go and cut them boys slack They don't what I had They don't know what I did They don't know how to brag Hope them boys do not lack Yeah them boys too outta league Can't contemplate Woke up this morning, knew it was payday Real boss, I'm not showing late Unless i'm not getting' paid Stopped looking' behind Lived days a youngin can't change All this weight on my back Since a younin, all I want is that paper Mama told me get gone Ask myself how could I betray her? She want me back down south She don't know that zitla still in my paper Had to smoke out the back Right through these roads, they thinking i'm famous and i'm all on my own Way too blazed, it feel like Jamaica