Trouble Chronic Law

6 real out here

Trouble, a wah yuh wan from me
Trouble, a wah yuh wan from me
Wan pull mi dung like short ganzie
Why yuh nuh stay far from 6ix
It can’t get nuh hard than dis

Verse
Mi best friend, just drop a cell block
Last month, one a mi dawg dem get a headshot
Dis mawning, mi a hear seh mi friend crash
Last night, mi & di dog deh a di said spot
Every time mi happy, summin happen, mi memba
Don K drop a mi birthday a December
Mi tired a Brite Lite like headlamp
Tired a funeral, mi heart full a vengeance
Fi get a money & it can’t come true
Fuckery gwan, miss three interview
Lord god, what I’m gonna pree, what I’m gonna do
Lord god, Time fi mi smile, mi tired fi screw
Hustle man a hustle, trouble mi nuh trouble you
Yuh nuh inna mi gang, so why yuh stuck inna mi crew
Lord god, yuh tek weh mi bredda, then yuh go fi blue
Di good die young, like a so it go fi true