My Own

[Intro] Check this out... You a hear me? [Verse 1] Mussi true True a me a the man Like me, nuff of dem waan fi be the Don But watch me lead and then some fassy carry along 'Cause how dem waan fi be a Don and dem no half of a man? Gyal a chat say, dem a nyam Say, dem a put face weh waist belong Dem chase like Tracy Anne Some pop down, pastry van Me realize dem only bad inna song How ironic Must because I'm someone psychotic Me drive the business like a car, me shut it down like a bandit Dem cyan stand it Fi run the place, me hear dem a plan it Tell dem, shut dem mouth, dem chatting shit From overseas me get a call and hear say chat a gwan So me say, "Alright, a that a gwan?" Anyweh dem stand up the 'K a clap you from You no reach mi spliff size, better you sit and smoke a Matterhorn [Chorus] 'Cause, cars a my own House a my own If you see me with a bad gyal, a my own I went away, yes, but me fly home Now is the time to tell the haters dem, "Cry home!" Cars a my own House a my own If you see me with a bad gyal, a my own I went away, yes, but me fly home Now is the time to tell the haters dem, "Cry home! [Verse 2] It's my fault you cry crocodile tears When you see me in crocodile gears Driving in the Benz, shifting dem gears First Gully youth to ever sit in dem lairs Remember I was in Jamaica, how?, sittin' in dem chairs Go ask Teach', go ask Teach', it wasn't sippin' and cheers It was the street dem say the people dem fear Two ghetto youths becomes dem worst nightmare A from rags to riches make dem no like we The ice pon mi wrist a make dem get up and a fight me At the top a me, society like me Who a run the place? Me Bible... [Chorus] Cars a my own House a my own If you see me with a bad gyal, a my own I went away, yes, but me fly home Now is the time to tell the haters dem, "Cry home!" Cars a my own House a my own If you see me with a bad gyal, a my own I went away, yes, but me fly home Now is the time to tell the haters dem, "Cry home! [Outro] My own You see it? My own Crocodile gears Yo, Gully God