Self Made ft. I-Octane Lyrics

You see before me beg salt, me cook e food fresh

Me know me faith strong enough, me put it through test

While dem a sleep inna dem pretty blue bed

Me up a bun road like CD weh bootleg

When the ting shot, you better get a bulletproof vest

You vex through your new girl turn your new ex

You expire, our time, check the Rolex

When the ting slow, we no too stress, Kwankussian

Watch how you step inna the street, cause the pussy dem grimy

Dem grimy

Me no run back a people, no pussy can't style me

Dem cant style none a we

Dem a chat a bag a things, but dem views no define we

No

So me travel with a burner, think a lie? just try me

And we nuh run back a nobody, nuh to race

Cant tie me, go get a shoes lace

Tell rubbish trucks say a girl a move waist

She a wine to the chune bass

Me no run back a nobody, nah race

No Ponal, ah we a hold the pace

Me and me migos dem nah chase

Shot beat, we lock e bass

Octane, Me come in like a language to how dem chat me

If it come to the bump, dem cannot face me like a acne

Cause me got the place a shake up like a epilepsy

Cant run back a some claffy

Run up inna the link, hide the cheese from the rat dem

Spend the money pon the tings dem weh we squeeze from the gloc dem

Me know dem a no time, but me no watch dem

Cause if you drop yo gaurd yo mark absent

You feel like me no got sense?

Watch how you step inna the street, cause the pussy dem grimy

Dem grimy

Me no run back a people, no pussy can't style me

Dem cant style none a we

Dem a chat a bag a things, but dem views no define me

No

So me travel with a burner, think a lie? just try me

And we nuh run back a nobody, not to race

Cant tie me, go get a shoes lace

Tell rubbish trucks say a girl a move waist

She a wine to the chune bass

Me no run back a nobody, nah race

No Ponal, ah we a hold the pace

Me and me migos dem nah chase

Shot beat, we lock e bass

You see before me beg salt, me cook e food fresh

Me know me faith strong enough, me put it through test

While dem a sleep inna dem pretty blue bed

Me up a bun road like CD weh bootleg

When the ting shot, you better get a bulletproof vest

You vex through your new girl turn your new ex

You expire, our time, check the Rolex

When the ting slow, we no too stress

Woo woo woo woo woo

Watch how you step inna the street, cause the pussy dem grimy

Dem grimy

Me no run back a people, no pussy can't style me

Dem cant style none a we

Dem a chat a bag a things, but dem views no define we

No

So me travel with a burner, think a lie? just try me

Coz we nuh run back a nobody, not to race

Yuh cant tie me, go get a shoes lace

Tell rubbish trucks say a girl a move waist

She a wine to the chune bass

Me no run back a nobody, we nah race

Hold Ponal, ah we a hold the pace

Me and me migos dem nah chase

A shot a beat, we lock e bass

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

A Di Great-S