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Brain cyaan stop work
Man cyaan waste time
Cyaan stop work
Roll out brave, guard never down
Mommy don't worry, man nah mek you frown
Pagan a try, try, aah-ah

Got to make this money now
There's people counting on me
If I die before I go
I'm telling you I'm sorry
Mommy waan food 'round a yard
Pickney waan go a school 'round a yard
We no fool when we talk
That's why we going hard

You no see seh man a soldier, no debate
All when mi nah hold no money
Man hold the faith
And it's a lonely place
Without money you drop out the race
Man cyaan find food fi taste
Or shoes fi lace
Juvenile no go school fi days
A no so mi waan my youth fi raise
The dollar sign, dollar sign, aah-ah

Got to make this money now
There's people counting on me
If I die before I go
I'm telling you I'm sorry
Mommy waan food 'round a yard
Pickney waan go a school 'round a yard
We no fool when we talk
That's why we going hard

Man gone search
Something must find, just time
When it reach, no bother grudge mine
You have life, so why you a judge mine
House 'pon the hill, rims 'pon the Benz truck shine
So mi waan live, money inna pocket, food inna fridge
Tell you 'bout the dollar sign
Family, you mama find

Got to make this money now
There's people counting on me
If I die before I go
I'm telling you I'm sorry
Mommy waan food 'round a yard
Pickney waan go a school 'round a yard
We no fool when we talk
That's why we going hard

You no see seh man a soldier, no debate
All when mi nah hold no money
Man hold the faith
And it's a lonely place
Without money you drop out the race
Man cyaan find food fi taste
Or shoes fi lace
Juvenile no go school fi days
A no so mi waan my youth fi raise
The dollar sign, dollar sign, aah-ah

Got to make this money now
There's people counting on me
If I die before I go
I'm telling you I'm sorry
Mommy waan food 'round a yard
Pickney waan go a school 'round a yard
We no fool when we talk
That's why we going hard

Got to make this money now
There's people counting on me
If I die before I go
I'm telling you I'm sorry
Mommy waan food 'round a yard
Pickney waan go a school 'round a yard
We no fool when we talk
That's why we going hard

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