Jamaica Lyrics

Can't believe I think i wanna go back

To the time where I didn't have a way

To take a L and then go run it right back

Mama too worried bout shit I don't say

All these risks I take

So I could take the stress away from your plate

She know I'm on that typa time

That a youngin can not go waste

Can't contemplate

Woke up this morning, knew it was payday

Real boss, I'm not showing late

Unless i'm not getting' paid

Stopped looking' behind

Lived days a youngin can't change

All this weight on my back

Since a younin, all I want is that paper

Mama told me get gone

Ask myself how could I betray her?

She want me back down south

She don't know that zitla still in my paper

Had to smoke out the back

Right through these roads, they thinking i'm famous

and i'm all on my own

Way too blazed, it feel like Jamaica

Let's talk about life

and how they act when the boy get paid

Let's talk about facts

I could never go and cut them boys slack

They don't what I had

They don't know what I did

They don't know how to brag

Hope them boys do not lack

Yeah them boys too outta league

Can't contemplate

Woke up this morning, knew it was payday

Real boss, I'm not showing late

Unless i'm not getting' paid

Stopped looking' behind

Lived days a youngin can't change

All this weight on my back

Since a younin, all I want is that paper

Mama told me get gone

Ask myself how could I betray her?

She want me back down south

She don't know that zitla still in my paper

Had to smoke out the back

Right through these roads, they thinking i'm famous

and i'm all on my own

Way too blazed, it feel like Jamaica