The Industry
Stig Da Artist
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Stig da greatest Ma'f*cking greatest Hard work weh you know bout hard work Pray everybody but nuh know how God work Hard work weh you know bout hard work Mi Start count when it start hurt Yow Da Shoota Shoot fit the stars bwai You gon' need bazooka Cock a doodle doo Mi wake up before the roosta Haffu get rich till mi rich like Musa I've been north, south, east, west and even on the cayes And no ma'fucker with stripes like these Hit me up when you drop at least Two CD's And start get girls, wait, gyal from overseas But mi love every gyal from Belize Triple D's, Dajah, Dian and Denise Ernestine, Tanya, Linda Blease One big orgy in my fantasies Memba when these f*cking DJ's wouldn't play my shit Before I had a number one on ma'fcuking Wave and shit Now I'm at Wave more than ma'fucking James and shit Famous like I went missing for Three days and shit Work hard as me, wait who that Say you ah the king Safa Gaw then prove that Thought I had it, nah I still have it, didn't lose that Home grown like Jeeves Get the camera mek we shoot that Let me tell you bout Vicky A pretty little married thing from Belmopan city Situation kinda sticky Got a man him really shitty And she want me cause she think I'm a celebrity Until she gone da Wingstop and see me A million gyal pum pum want gimme Then she start think Vicky was about Vicky Weh used to work da Wingz No it wasn't bout Vicky Vicky is any girl who got a man Instead of get love she get a foot and a hand Listen up baby girl I got a plan When him go da work link and we smoke 10 grams Smoke 10 grams GSU knock down mi door still Try stop the grind but me ah go mek the dough still She she want me and she want Don Doe still Any beat Perf give me and Foe kill Then mi go da Griga-dang and link Cassanova No where else mans did have more supportaz The Eight didn't support me I thought it was ova Then I saw Russian sign King Kosa These Artist ah talk but nuh want put in work You haffu work hard like Kosa and Perf Ey who she? The one ina the short skirt Son In Law shell down pan anybody turf Like this one time I went to Shuga City Without any goons so them neva had no pity Shell down then the night got nasty The pussy neva like how mi shell down the party Guess that's how it goes Them nuh want mi shine them want mi stay poor But even Shyne Po still ah put me pon shows Fifty-Two weekends straight in a row Dawg mi can't stop Even if mi want stop Even if them laugh afta mi just like Shamrock Me haffu reach Trini Mi haffu link Jamrock Man ah king them nuh want crown me Zenaida ah go stop that The people ah go Snapchat And post it pon them live too But f*ck social media And f*ck the gas price too Say that you nuh like me Guess what? Me nuh like you Say you got the method But we nuh see eye to eye too And f*ck all my ex, man I'm trynna stack some bands Been run shit but I ain't never ran Run fi mayor, world player is who I am And f*ck a visa I'm already from States, Belmopan Vodka and cran Whiskey and water Memba when the number female artist was Tanya Carter Now them all look up to Dajah even though she kinda shorter Tell me hen you ready baby Give you a daughter Maybe a son Maybe even twins Young gyal get pregnant soon as mi push it in You know STiG go bare Me nuh mean Belikin Straight Presidente A drink for a king bwai Speaking ah sponsors And fucking promoters Didn't put me on the shows them used to tek mi fi a joker Now thing flush like mans di play poker Me and Travis Worl bout fi drop a big hit Soca Been got Belize pon mi shoulders Been got bars Get drunk, have some boca Said she don't believe God last time she came over So I gave her the Big Bang White girl she love Coca Bitch I'm a smoker, used to be a duur too Had the Master Kush, the Sour D Even had the Purp too Used to sleep on the floor And shit got worse too So much of mi homies used to f*ck out mi girl too Wouldn't think this STiG man woulda mek it this far Yes ma'fuckers mek we tek it this far I could hear them like "Oouu this effing means war Big Belizean artist and no got no car STiG it's best you stick to comedy Learn fi kill the beat properly" Bitch I'm a prophet and this shit is a prophecy Been saying this shit from 2010 Shoulda lash out Marleni from way back then Woulda hit that quick Ah nuh chit chat shit Skinny bwai but mi still ah mek she lick that dick When ah spit that shit You know, lit as Bic Got bars pon the go Ah nuh Sit and Sip Big up to Zack, wait Big up The God too If ah f*ck with ah artist that mean mi think that them hard too But that nah mean Worl Foe ah record you If it ain't about the money then wait till we call you 822 this is the 822 If you nuh rate me, me nuh rate you too Weed been legalize in the 822 If eyes coulda talk mine woulda say SooWoo Record this shit neva did want drop it But yow Prophit them force mi fi knock it So I gotta do what I must do Friend mi nuh need so f*ck you
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