WOW

Hey, hey, hey, na-na-na-na-na Saka, saka, say, saka, saka, saka, saka, ha, hey! Pushing these Mercs while I push merch Grew up in the mud, that's now turf White Hart laying down, know I rep Spurs Wardrobes full of tracksuits and one shirt Guess they didn't realise man diverse Fam, I'm so certi, I can show certs Think 'bout my journey, that's no curse It's looking like a gift now, it could've been worse They say pressure makes diamonds That's when I had to remind them Duppies know who they can frighten I was born broke, son, a migrant Soon I'll go back to my island Right now, I work for a time and I always keep striving See dark clouds and look for the lining A hustler, that's deep inside him No dipping toes, not me, man dive in I'm way ahead, got them thinking that I broke down In this wide world, repping for my hometown One of my dons called with the lowdown Bruh, they thought that my whole ting closed down I just laughed out loud, I'm loads out On the street at night, still roll 'round Try stand in my way, get mown down I covered all this, that's old ground Pushing these Mercs while I push merch Grew up in the mud, that's now turf Pushing these Mercs while I push the merch Guess I've been putting in work Pushing these Mercs while I push merch, ha Grew up in the mud, that's now turf Pushing these Mercs while I push the merch Guess I've been putting in work From then until now, forever, forever, ever, ever Nicodemus, tune a demon, super cat and even Shabba Me deh ya long before the high grade a mix with grabba Selecta drop the tune and man and woman dance together Me bredda, no, no, we no fi a fight against one another 'Member when hungry a bite and we could not afford a dinner A wiz ya, a lighter, a rascal, Moses a liquor Cotton picker, now we touch the road, them call we jigga Money nuffa, pull up inna the Rolls or the Beamer Sim simma, labba labba with the bagga, cha-cha-cha-cha Inna the big fat Benz, me no ride double decker Down a Mecca, them call me house wrecker True we take we Rebecca From the man weh work at the bank weh a the money checker Dance, say if you stand inna the way, you'll get pepper Dancehall and ragga mixed together The whole place step on fire, you a hear me now ya? Pushing these Mercs while I push merch (You a hear me now ya?) Grew up in the mud, that's now turf (You a hear me now ya?) Pushing these Mercs while I push the merch (You a hear me now ya?) Guess I've been putting in work Pushing these Mercs while I push merch, ha (You a hear me now ya?) Grew up in the mud, that's now turf (You a hear me now ya?) Pushing these Mercs while I push the merch Guess I've been putting in work They say pressure makes diamonds Can you handle the pressure? It's serious, bredda Went hat on couple times, now I know better Ain't even worried 'bout shine, man stellar Can't write man a letter I move with the weather and I got a big umbrella Yo, backwards never, forwards forever Stand in my way, get pepper I thought that they realised man did dirt Go and listen to "I'm From A Place" Check the place where I am now, recognise man no jerk Couple times back then, trust me, I felt like a waste Carried on putting in work Sat on the curb, me, yes, now I travel this Earth Man a serious badman, word Stand in my way, get pepper Stand, stand, stand in my way, get pepper I thought that they realised man did dirt