(Intro)
You si poverty, it ain’t funny
Mi seh mi busy right now hey honey
Mi a stock up, stock up the money
Stock up the money straight
(Verse 1)
No bees naw pitch round yah suh wi go look fi the bees
Hold this, full mi bank book fi mi please
Jamaica, Jamaica, growth like these
Haffi watch yourself caw the crow might sneeze
Youths lock up in a Jail house whole life seize
A look a phone card and couple
Ghetto man born weh it rough in a the streets
Then a why you think man tough in a the streets?
Nough a dem sell mi out, that a the least
Mi could a done dem, strap a the least
Hold a medz pon a money medz
Stock up the cheese
Mommy naw bury mi
A that man dress in a
Yo girl mi a squeeze
My yard, early mi leave
From mi a juvenile mi a search fi the cheese
Wi never have it, it hurt mi, mi grieve
(Chorus)
Youths dem a win now
Youths dem a win now
Suh dem waan fi clip yo wing now
Badmind nuh see nothing yet
Youths dem a win now
Youths dem a win now
Suh dem waan fi clip yo wing now
Badmind nuh see nothing yet
(Verse 2)
Mi waan food fi the plate
Road full a pothole
Look out fi the snake
Stop follow hype, hey bwoy hold the faith
And drink one Guinness if you cyaa buy a crate
Man never lean mi a tell you this straight
Baby you cyaa trick mi
You pretty smile fake
Money meck gyal open like gate
Put yo trust in a people a big mistake
Press gas, and mi never touch brake
Si dem deh, wid dem heart full a hate
Worry dem a worry true you a elevate
Go fi mine now, time naw wait, straight!
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