Byron Messia ● Believe

Ayy, Byron
(And nothing do you want)
If you're a star, you hear that, my fam?
(You're that shit)

Eh, me work too hard fi go lose it easy
Look between the lines,...⇣ More

Ayy, Byron
(And nothing do you want)
If you're a star, you hear that, my fam?
(You're that shit)

Eh, me work too hard fi go lose it easy
Look between the lines, improve me reading
Call up me na dance hall, yeah, the music need me
Ah, we a di future and di youths believe it

Ah, praise some Jah, me nah pray di views ting
Depan di balcony and a view di sea still
Ah, it's a great man rich fi keep it
But mi pride a gone up and this a never di remix

Ah, you to say we can't make it now, man, God, no
Remember when dem consider me a class clown
If you a look fi greatness, me name a fi call if you a swown
See deh we gone now

Keta youth, remember you bad as you are
Me and me same dog, dem still a paw
All though dem consider me a star
Me a bafa, we a still fi go far

Ghetto youths believe
Anything inna life, you go da jeep
Used to work before, now na jeep
Now get legs like Moses, apart the seats

Ah-ah
You two say we can't make it now, man, God, no
Remember when dem consider me a class clown
If you a look fi greatness, me name a fi call if you walk strong
See that we gone now

Me work too hard fi go lose it easy
Look between the lines, improve me reading
Call up, me nah dance all, yeah, the music need me
A we a di future and di youths believe it
A breeze, someday me nah breathe
The view stink, dey pon di balcony and a view di sea still
Heights of great man rich fi keep it
Do mi buy a gun up on di sand if a di rainin'

Ah, you to say we can't make it now, man, gah, no
Remember when dem can't sit and me a class clown
If you a look fi greatness, me name a fi call if you walk strong
See deh we gone now

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