Rude Boy Jamaican - Rude Boy Jamaican lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh I never once thought I'd be a star Nice crib, nice car White fence, white dog Hearing lines from my songs Recited across the pond Find a broad and a finer broad Make 'em fly abroad. Who does that? I was just kicking lines in the park Bout how livin' is hard Till it finally stopped Weird huh It's funny how this is only the start Not bad for a kid from the Bronx Young world, look out [Chorus] Bread in the oven baking Ay ay Here comes the rude boy Jamaican Ay ay X4 [Verse 2] Just a kid tryin' to make it Single mom household, pops couldn't take it Moms on the outs like alps in Jamaica Pops didn't pay sh**, Mom losing patience Stop visitation; locked it Lived my whole life in his absence, ba*tard Only thing he left was an accent; dropped it As a kid thought he was a doctor Went to the hospital, all he did was mop it Sweep it, pops's little secret Mind made a beast, but, moms made me decent Made me work harder, rhyme over reason Maybe this stardom would make him come see me I would say "Nah I ain't the same kid that you left That was naive and depressed Checking his phone for a text On his birthday while his mom working two jobs for a check Cuz pops couldn't provide but I still wish you the best" [Chorus X4]