God alone wha we rather
Fake friend we no need Nada we no need nada
No
Me a One man army
And me no beg friend
When me a defend
Gah me house a gun them
Glock pan me side Everyday
That a sing boy violate
Then he die what happen
Nare trust no bwoy with No smile
Are gyal a grind
Repent fee me sins
Ina this yah life a sin
Friend tun enemy that's a Blood thing
Now shot a ring like thing Aling aling
Leave you pan the block Flat like you napping
Shoulda known better Don't f*ck around the King
Kill you witha sling are a Piece of string
Murda a murda whata Bloody sin
Use to have a head back Now it missing
Should of Know beta don't f*ck around the King
Me a One man army
And me no beg friend
When me a defend
Gah me house a gun them
Bad mind come like the Wickedes disease
Hut yo hearth till yo pan yo knees
And your eyes a bleed
Beta knw the seed yo Plant that yo ago reap
Reaper ina they night
Catch you in yo bed a Sleep
Chat a bag a realness but Them no real
Man no carry feeling only Gyal a feel
Sell out your close friend Fee a happy meal
Loyal them pussy they no Have no loyalty
When you see me with Me team beta knw a Famly that
Bad ina real life you bad Pan the media
You no like me well me No like you neither
No go no furtha
Me a One man army
And me no beg friend
When me a defend
Gah me house a gun them
God alone wha we rather
Fake friend we no need Nada
No