Lyrics

Ahh yeahh, higher standard Mi neva tell a lie, nawmal Have mi owna clothes and mi drive mi owna car and me never haffi pay a landlord Mummy tell me trust the lawd and gwan work hard Now we living at a higher standard And all when some waste man love chat and nuh have one gyal A just talk them a talk Yow mi tracksuit weh mi have bout hundred grand Cause mi living at a higher standard Chain pon me neck a freeze Gyal a say me style cold, lef e chest a wheeze Check e standard, gyal a blow, referee If yo gi yo man bun, u wi get a cheese Well alright, open up, sesame Di gate fly, RADAM Fat Benz pull up, gyal a drop like a bomb Watch dem a pray fimi sink like a sand Dem gyal a say a me sweet like a jam Underrated but a so me rate high We no chase money, mek e money chase I Mek e gate fly, u fi move yo ugly face, bye A jus e darkness you know a so me brain fry Have mi owna clothes and mi drive mi owna car and me never haffi pay a landlord Mummy tell me trust the lawd and gwan work hard Now we living at a higher standard And all when some waste man love chat and nuh have one gyal A just talk them a talk Yow mi tracksuit weh mi have bout hundred grand Cause mi living at a higher standard Yeah, inna mi prime, golden hour And if dem waa fi piss mi off dem get a golden shower Dem man ya waste, dem man ya dawk like ten inna di night A who dem waan fi fight? A couldn't me, a fimme life Di way mi hop out yuh mistake mi fi a genie A bay heat fi yuh head top dawg like if yuh wear a beanie Nuh care fi see nobody see this why yuh barely see me, yeah Lady gangsta and mi nah talk Queeni, yuh deaf? Mi friend dem have mi back yuh fuck Dem know mi grateful fi dem if mi deeven seh it enough Mi real, nah fi seh 40 Cause once mi up dem up Nah fi real, uno know a love But it's the fake shit that really gets me Now it'll be a cold day in hell before I let that shit depress me Nuh need a soul, mi used to dweet alone and neva need a hand Life throw mi lemons, now mi have a lemonade stand, and Have mi owna clothes and mi drive mi owna car and me never haffi pay a landlord Mummy tell me trust the lawd and gwan work hard Now we living at a higher standard And all when some waste man love chat and nuh have one gyal A just talk them a talk Yow mi tracksuit weh mi have bout hundred grand Cause mi living at a higher standard Yeah me living at a higher standard If me wah get higher, me ago buy a grad bag One puff have me high like seh me a fly a concord Me last girl seh me full a shit, buy a pampers Pause, ano my fault Seh you fall to the lord, me end up play wid yuh heart You fi keep it real, di truth no hard fi talk If me wasn't somebody me wouldn't see yuh body parts Haha, of the town, me a di talk Dem fool ya fi know inna my Clark's dem cah walk Evidently, they lost because Me deh a di finish line before the announcer tell me to get on my marks Celebrate wid me dawgs, white rum get a flask Yutes grateful, no resentment ina dem talk Badmind no inna me peripheral at all Who against me a get beating like a kettle drum hard
Writer(s): Khai Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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