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Two a dem a par from baby stage
Suffering like slavery days
Use to skip school fi smoke Craven A's
Rough, thats the way dem raise
Dem never have no lady ways
Puffy was the gangster though
Tyler deven pierce him ears
Puffy tell him stand up youth and face yo fears
Never mek dem waste yo tears
As the years goes by Tyler start behave so fierce
Tyler getting wilder why
No one in this place no care
Tyler lost both parents
Waan better days appear
Suh dem touch up in bootien
High grade dem a puff up
Shot a buss up in the scheme
Tyler seh the gyal dem love us
Waan fi fuck us caw wi clean
Try fi mek the paper yeah the crocus bag a green
Moving fuck up and dem mean
Trust in no one but the team
Puffy meet a gyal, him seh him love her a him queen
Settle down and move in at the age of 17
Still a roll wid Tyler though chasing all him dream
Puffy start move different, know wa that mean
Plus Puffy get a youth and waan fi throw weh the machine
Tyler still a tug it out, addicted to the street like Caffiene
To the street light
No sweet life, yo seem right, yo scream
Puffy try fi tell him seh fi calm
Tyler seh the devil real
Him si hell, him never si heaven from him born
Spliff in a him mouth, mack 11 in a him palm
If a solo then a solo, Puffy cold up but mi warm
Rolling and yo fraid, out a road a weh mi gone
Puffy hesitate fi move, member him youth and seh a psalm
Yea though I walk through the vally of the shadow of death
Dem cyaa do no arm
Puffy cyaa back down, a him give Tyler the first gun
Give tyler the first spliff, no time for the hearse come
A puffy was the killer when time they were young
And if a bwoy violate a upside the world turn
Anyway two a dem drop a jail
Puffy gyal money proper so the shotta get a bail
Puffy try buss out Tyler, everything him try that a fail
Not even a Hi, not a hail
No phone call, Tyler cry out in a him cell
But puffy get a visa fly out and doing well
And start push drugs and buy house weh big like hotel
If Puffy dead or alive Taylor couldn't tell
But is like Jah move the spell
Tylerr back pon the road again
So the gun dem haffi load again
Tyler back pon the road again
Tyler get a link fi go foreign as a contract killer
Get some drop top bima, and some hot gyal fi A .
Nyam the cock like dinner
The mad black sinner
Uo top yah winner, him got that spinner
But puffy a no Puppy, Puffy cash got bigger
Big drug lord innuh, top class nigga
How him get the money the cops cyaa figure
Plus the killers dem waan wet him like him drop in a river
Couple months pass time fi supn jump off
Time fi Taylor get the job done pick up the gun fast
No worry yo head man a go gun him down boss
One night after club when the duppy done floss
Tyler get the car and get the mask
From a war him naw go ask
Him a pop off and meck it blast
Never know a Puffy, just orders from the boss
Fi kill him long time friend
Brothers from the class
Tyler pull up at the club ready waiting
Puffy inside the heavy way celebrating
Tylerr second in a the car a tell him bay thing
Fi give him everything
Not even meck the pebble graze him
Puffy step out wid a white gyal very clear skin
See him jewelery dem from far
Couple milli wearing
Couple dawgs round him, not even the devil scare him
Strap down looking like a hell him raise him
Tyler see him deh, weh? Him look fi couple second
Pull the car wid the right, 45 in a the left hand
Tuck it in a him waist ready fi buss it in a him chest
And creep up like rum, shot a beat up that mi deh pon
Puffy spot the rake and fire first
Whoops the car tire burst
Tyler second dead that mean the boss haffi go hire hearse
Tyler buss it back all the gyal brain fly a earth
All who no die a splert, a cops dem a try alert
Puffy gun empty, Tyler gun one in
Puffy start run, a just the two a dem standing
Tyler run him down wid one shot in a the clip
And if him squeeze and him no dead
Him a go hold him and strangle him
Writer(s): Corey Woods, Javaun Nicholas Fearon, Alwin Phillips
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