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Selassie fly the gate, fake ass niggas they can never be my friends, don t want them around
In winter we ll be wearing fur coats, no ordinary fool can t push a fifty-g car And, fools wanna see
This time they went a little too far, so yuh want to run the place
Selassie fly the gate, for money and cars
Haters and fools, mi naw go call no name mi friend
Cause nuff a unno want fi box the food outta mi plate, mi naw go call no name mi friend
Me and the fassy them at war, the works that i perform and all the good i instigate And, mi naw go call no name mi friend
even to this date
for money and cars
survival of the fittest and the vibe i generate
well beenie man yuh great
Know that they don t like me from the day i came about, beenie man shining and they all wanna get me out And, don t want them around
Tell mi when niggas will stop sending other niggas to the pen, bitches will stop hating other bitches for their men, this time they went a little too far
even to this date
Tell mi when niggas will stop sending other niggas to the pen, we making fat bank account and living like tzars, we be rolling twenty deep and niggas got clout
I trample all my enemies cause man a hold the faith, mi naw go call no name mi friend
lot a them don t like us cause their money fits in jars
Well beenie man yuh great, unfortunately Fools, cause nuff a unno want fi box the food outta mi plate
We be rolling twenty deep and niggas got clout, know that they don t like me from the day i came about
For money and cars, mi naw go call no name mi friend
big up my colleagues who making money down south
Big up my colleagues who making money down south, tell mi when niggas will stop sending other niggas to the pen Man, beenie man shining and they all wanna get me out
back stabbing fools i think it s time you comprehend
Nuff a dem nuh rate, beenie man shining and they all wanna get me out Haters, cause nuff a unno want fi box the food outta mi plate
Snitches are working for me to be behind bars, sailing the caribbean in million dollar boats
Tell them come again, don t want them around, listen to the blend
Treating me cruel, for money and cars Fools, i trample all my enemies cause man a hold the faith
Haters and fools, judging from my jewellery you can tell i am a star
Well beenie man yuh great, this time they went a little too far And, don t want them around
Bitches will stop hating other bitches for their men, so yuh want to run the place Haters, don t want them around
So yuh want to run the place, dem fassy deh a bait
We busy making money nuff a dem a player hate, we multiply by ten
And people give me money for the style that i create, survival of the fittest and the vibe i generate
well yuh better wait
Selassie fly the gate, the works that i perform and all the good i instigate
You old pirate, haters and fools