| Said you might as well keep the chance by me | 
| Since I’m walking with all eyes on me (seh wah?) | 
| I said you might as well keep the chance by me | 
| Since I’m walking with all eyes on me | 
| Born as a hero | 
| But know I’ve got love for my people | 
| You know I shed blood for my people | 
| Cuh round here good over evil | 
| Born as a hero | 
| But know I’ve got love for my people | 
| You know I shed blood for my people | 
| Cuh round here good over evil | 
| Nah nah, nah nah, love in my ways | 
| You know I love when they hate | 
| Cuh they can get doof doof, one in their face | 
| Cuh they can get doof doof, one in their face | 
| Nah nah, nah nah, you know I’d go to war for you | 
| .44 kicking down the door for you | 
| Never scared, I’d go above the law for you | 
| Cuh if the sun don’t rise, make it fall for you, ayy | 
| Up in my ends, they’re killing my dargs | 
| Tell me who’s sane, I feel like Sadam | 
| Rage in my veins, my feelings are numb | 
| But they can get a doof doof if they feel like they aren’t | 
| Still deya, for mi chargie, chargie | 
| Cuh mi still deya, for mi chargie, chargie | 
| Cuh mi nah left it, and mi nah left it | 
| Even when we’re parting | 
| God willing, I’m praying I can make a good killing | 
| Got my mother still praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica | 
| They’re tryna send me to the judge | 
| Cuh the gold crosses on me don’t work, don’t work | 
| Tired of the crime but the fire in my eyes | 
| Can burn and burn (burn and burn) | 
| Born as a leader | 
| The Lord is my keeper | 
| Pray I don’t fall in the winter | 
| Cuh the snow fall in the winter | 
| Heart of a winner | 
| Face of a killer | 
| They say mi shaped like gorilla | 
| That’s how they get away when they kill us | 
| Nah nah, nah nah, love in my ends | 
| But mi no call all of dem friends | 
| Cuh mi see their red eye through the lens | 
| Doof doof when I slide in the Benz | 
| Nah nah, nah nah, love in my ends, yeah | 
| But mi no call all of dem friends | 
| Cuh mi see their red eye through the lens now | 
| Doof doof, peace sign on your head now, yeah | 
| Up in my ends, they’re killing my dargs | 
| Tell me who’s sane, I feel like Sadam | 
| Rage in my veins, my feelings are numb | 
| But they can get a doof doof if they feel like they aren’t | 
| Still deya, for mi chargie, chargie | 
| Cuh mi still deya, for mi chargie, chargie | 
| Cuh mi nah left it, and mi nah left it | 
| Even when we’re parting | 
| God willing, I’m praying I can make a good killing | 
| Got my mother still praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica | 
| They’re tryna send me to the judge | 
| Cuh the gold crosses on me don’t work, don’t work | 
| Tired of the crime but the fire in my eyes | 
| Can burn and burn (burn and burn) |