[Intro]
Start relying on yourself
Confidence and reliance are the art of finding you
If you don't have a sudden sense of self-worth, you listen to what others have to say every time and be swayed by their insistence of what is wrong and what is right
Learn to trust your feelings (J-J-JOAT)
Ya zimme!
[Chorus: Randy Valentine]
This is how it goes, when you living life on the road
Cops come kickin’ in ya door
They said you broke the law
Excuses they don't wanna know
They lock you up and throw you in jail
I seen it all before
Maybe like a million times or more, that’s why I keep the toolie in the jar
'Cause I'm nobody's dog
And I know bodies will be on the floor and I don't want it to be me, Lord
[Verse 1: J Hus]
And every time that I leave, mum won't stop praying 'til I come home
'Cause I’m outchea, doing all the things that she can’t condone
I can see my reflection, but my identity’s still unknown
Rolling on my enemies with a one pop, tryna kill two birds with one stone
[Verse 2: Randy Valentine]
I said the streets is a gun zone, gun zone
You haffi lookout for gun clone
Love square we a claim so dem run town
Ghetto circle dem boy they will run round
We run the compound
So when we see feds we no jump 'round
Stand up on di corner wi me hands fold
We got de console, we in a control
Start relying on yourself
Confidence and reliance are the art of finding you
If you don't have a sudden sense of self-worth, you listen to what others have to say every time and be swayed by their insistence of what is wrong and what is right
Learn to trust your feelings (J-J-JOAT)
Ya zimme!
[Chorus: Randy Valentine]
This is how it goes, when you living life on the road
Cops come kickin’ in ya door
They said you broke the law
Excuses they don't wanna know
They lock you up and throw you in jail
I seen it all before
Maybe like a million times or more, that’s why I keep the toolie in the jar
'Cause I'm nobody's dog
And I know bodies will be on the floor and I don't want it to be me, Lord
[Verse 1: J Hus]
And every time that I leave, mum won't stop praying 'til I come home
'Cause I’m outchea, doing all the things that she can’t condone
I can see my reflection, but my identity’s still unknown
Rolling on my enemies with a one pop, tryna kill two birds with one stone
[Verse 2: Randy Valentine]
I said the streets is a gun zone, gun zone
You haffi lookout for gun clone
Love square we a claim so dem run town
Ghetto circle dem boy they will run round
We run the compound
So when we see feds we no jump 'round
Stand up on di corner wi me hands fold
We got de console, we in a control
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