it ain't basic season right now
fell asleep cutting paper
i pattern like we in jamaica
i'll leave my estate when i'm ready
i've got a house in this ditch
from an ounce to a brick to a bentley
i see my sis smile when i give her giuseppes
hear these niggas talking 'bout me
niggas say they heard a story 'bout me
i couldn't tell you what the fuck happened
but i'd much rather murder the game with my brothers
they think they got it locked
i will turn down your flame like the oven
they say that i'm bugging
now they pick me like some cotton
asked me why i did the dirt
i wasn't living how i wanted
they're talking 'bout how i'm from it
they're talking 'bout how i'm from it
i just woke up to my dream
ain't no time for no sleep
i've been grinding all week
just got rice and no peas
they just confirmed i've got drive mot
now i'm just in cavalli with mo in moschino
i'm no sex offender but i'mma get p doe
cuh my niggas rock bands with that heavy metal
man are next to kettles and shit
they say less is more but i've got pebbles and bits in abundance
i've got sisters and brothers
i ain't even on the block
now they pick me like some cotton
asked me why i did the dirt
i wasn't living how i wanted
they're talking 'bout how i'm from it
they're talking 'bout how i'm from it
but they ain't ever been a problem
run and tell them that i'm on 'em
you can make the front page
with a picture and a column
tell 'em that i ain't forgotten
i ain't gonna say no more
all that chatting's out of fashion
we don't really take no talk
mandem take the game by force
i call taylor come and link me up in bicester
niggas hate me cuh i'm fucking with the girls
but i never kiss and tell
i tell her come and take a picture
niggas wanna see me fail but are always wishing well
i learnt that from my sister
you're talking all that crud
i might grind a rapper up
put that little dumb fuck in my rizla
now they pick me like some cotton
asked me why i did the dirt
i wasn't living how i wanted
they're talking 'bout how i'm from it
they're talking 'bout how i'm from it