PAPER MISSION (feat. I-OCTANE)

Dancehall gorilla
Wah gwaan yah so?

Money on my mind
Wah gwaan yah so?
Poverty a full time to go
Right now a brand pan pants and shirt and bands pan bands
Skibidi

Right now a glass and belt and square mouth booth from france

You no see say man suffer dem whole life?
Board house roof with hole in a it

So me up in a the street dem whole night
Me no wah hear nothen bout poor life

Me no have it
Cah get it affi soldier it
You think a likkle bit a time man throat dry?

Big benz pan di highway toll life
Yeah me tired a dah bloodclaat poor life

Hustling weed
We a bag out
Ask me friends when last when me hang out
Poverty a try check me in
But me log out

Call me phone a waste time me a cut off the call
Me a hang up

Cah the street we a bad up
Avoke
Dread like di hair weh no comb
Weh no platt up
Low we no poverty
Back up
A bricks dem gorilla a stock up

Escape from the place weh we born
Tire a the load pan we back
Them road yah a quick sand
So mek you create a vision

Fi get the break you affi strong
So stay pan the paper mission
Broke life no wah we move on
Renk like di place weh me piss pan

Tell poverty
Fuck off me been there

Instead a play fare
Me go pay a plane fare

Yeah the coat long
Full a fur yeah the mink care
Live it to the fullest
One life it no bring spare

Gorilla the plan neva vanish in a thin air
Poverty we stick to the dream
And it sincere

Now we a wash the money
Like shampoo weh you rinse hair

Clean like the roller weh lint hair

Escape from the place weh we born
Tire a the load pan we back
Them road yah a quick sand
So mek you create a vision

Fi get the break you affi strong
So stay pan the paper mission
Broke life no Wah we move on
Renk like di place weh me piss pan

You no see say man suffer dem whole life?
Board house roof with hole in a it

So me up in a the street dem whole night
Me no wah hear nothen bout poor life

Me no have it
Cah get it affi soldier it
You think a likkle bit a time man throat dry?

Big benz pan di highway toll life
Yeah me tired a dah bloodclaat poor life

Hustling weed
We a bag out
Ask me friends when last when me hang out
Poverty a try check me in
But me log out

Call me phone a waste time me a cut off the call
Me a hang up

Cah the street we a bad up
Avoke
Dread like di hair weh no comb
Weh no platt up
Low we no poverty
Back up
A bricks dem gorilla a stock up

Escape from the place weh we born
Tire a the load pan we back
Them road yah a quick sand
So mek you create a vision

Fi get the break you affi strong
So stay pan the paper mission
Broke life no wah we move on
Renk like di place weh me piss pan

Hrrr you know the thing go
Octane
Xpression
Paper mission



Credits
Writer(s): Lamoy Patterson
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