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Gangsta for life, ayy (FaNaTiX) Bullet dem a fly dawg, dem a die More time, mi affi give thanks Food inna mi fridge, ganja inna mi spliff Fi di likkle tings, I give thanks, mmm 'Member when I couldn't make a grand Now it's designer pon mi back, I give thanks Remember when I couldn't fuck this gyal Yeah, now she arching up her back, I give thanks, mmm Yo, stressed a pon mi head, mi smoke a spliff I know the meds the reason I'm with the one above, mmm From me get up in the morn, praise the Lawd Sip a coffee, gratitude is a must, mmm Ah weh di money deh, ah weh di money deh If time's money, every day mi inna rush, mmm Ah weh di money deh, ah weh di money deh See you a praise tell di world, that's why you're bruk (Mmm) On the table wit my dawgs over, yes and we all eat Coming from [?][1:01] to sardines and corn beef Jealousy and envy, I wish somebody warned me See me inna carrots from a cabbage [?] Ten K on the champers and the dawgs, dem all in When we pop a bokkle, pour a drink for di fallen SongtextePray another nighttime and pray in the mornin' Cah more time your coffin doesn't come wit a warning Bullet dem a fly dawg, dem a die More time, mi affi give thanks Food inna mi fridge, ganja mi spliff Fi di likkle tings, I give thanks, mmm 'Member when I couldn't make a grand Now it's designer pon mi back, I give thanks Remember when I couldn't fuck this gyal Yeah, now she arching up her back, I give thanks, mmm Bad and been through the worst, and mi never seen the hearse So mi affi give thanks Food deh pon mi table, mi family good Shot inna mi six pants Now we could only conversate with most level classes All we talk about is bitches, tits, and asses Lookin' at ladies thru Versace glasses Get your money up, ayy Nah change up di flow, affi mek it, do it big, James Bond, a top scholar Nah fuck road, mi a look big pon, stay close like son to a mother Remember when we did down, down Now me up, mi chain big like Shabba (Shabba) Now mi only smoke exotic Patek, keep forty clip inna big 'matic (Ayy) This is life, yeah Clean every day, we a fuck them gyal and nuh regret that Pussy better step back, ayy Bullet dem a fly dawg, them a die More time, mi affi give thanks (Give thanks), mmm Food inna mi fridge, ganja mi spliff Fi da likkle tings I give thanks (Give thanks), mmm 'Member when I couldn't make a grand Now it's designer pon me back, I give thanks (Ayy) Remember when I couldn't fuck this gyal Yeah, now she arching up her back I give thanks (Ayy) Bullet dem a fly dawg, dem a die More time, mi affi give thanks (Mmm) Food inna mi fridge, ganja mi spliff Fi di likkle tings I give thanks, mmm 'Member when I couldn't make a grand Now it's designer pon mi back, I give thanks Remember when I couldn't fuck this gyal Yeah, now she arching up her back, I give thanks, mmm Chip, Gully Haffi give thanks Food deh pon mi table Shot inna mi six pants So mi haffi give thanks Bomboclaat, ha Fuck do dem? Aus Songtexte Mania