Quick Paper (feat. LandoLyrical & Chappoxx) [Bonus Track]

Man bad pan di endz eenuh dawg Weh dem feel like dem bad tell dem not at all Spanish town man come from man bad Soldier from birth real general Just di smile and di talk we tek weh boy gyal (Soldier from birth man a real general) Man we send you to ya maker Got some niggas in Jamaica Kill you real quick fa that papa (yeah) Tell ya family Lata (yeeeah) Man we send you to ya maker Got some niggas in Jamaica Kill you real quick for tha paper Kiss ya family Later (yeeeah) You know what it be lil homie I got homies living in the field lil homie I don't feel, lil homie, finna kill lil homie Fuck a contract bitch, what's the deal, lil homie? Talking all that shit but, I ain't even run yet Told me slow my roll but I ain't even done yet They just want the stain all the power and the fame Yea pussy wannabe a star, bitch you my son then Fuck with the fam then i'm airin em out Call up his boys gotta carry him out My homie in a cage with a baby on the way Yea Im fannin out a K Yea I'll put it to your face (yuh yuh) Tell em stand-hands up At the con-cert bitch I don't care If the set too long Make it fit... I done took a break to-Hit my cig I done took a break too long That's it Runnin from the cops Always check my six No fuckin with the 12 Steady dodge that shit Switch-the-flow back cuz i like it Xavy got this writin shit down, Like its science But He don't wear a belt Like Orion Maui-wow smoke That's Hawaiian Got me feelin right, that's why I'm buyin But you can't even buy in... Cuz we got the good smokes And you got the dry shit Who you know That isnt rappin about a diamond? If, You could only see what's next Probably-be-a-couple hours late Till your own death... That's good timing; and Real rhymin Man we send you to ya maker Got some niggas in Jamaica Kill you real quick fa that papa (yeah)