Vybz Kartel - Life Story lyrics

[Intro] Yo ghetto youth have to make it life No matter what them do The best comes from the worst Today fi u tomorrow for me Ah d teacher [Verse 1] Me never know me wuda buss From me an mummy use to tekk d buss From third world me never know me wuda lock d first world With new style and new flows Like wey pac said who knows! D Bemma d lexus d new royce Me a free from likkle pickney days inna school clothes When me shoes d tear out u cuda see a few toes Me house pack and leaking d house hot we sleepin We house rot we bounce back when me daddy anounce dat We move into Portmore The sun shine the sea shore It still better but me still ah pree more From long time me stop par with babylon And mix guns and weed selling Thugs did tings fi me collar hype up and sweet smelling Cops carraling, yelling don't move We won't prove Dem lock we up we get bail Nex day we set sail Like big ship same stuff We muda say me name cruff But still we remain tuff Cause better must come! [talk] Yoo jah no steven yo mi ah likkle yute star Me faddah don hav ah son see wah mi ah say Ah likkle component yet still And as a yute me usually watch all me uncle Dem dj pon it and ting and yuh see me bare big man And dem da burn all dem weed And dem ting dey as a likkle yute dawg Yooo me nuh kno me jus wish me cuda be like dem YOU SEE ME [Verse 2] Me never know me wudda buss And thugs ah say addi d dadda See it dey it feel good fi buy ah house fi me mudda When me son have birthdayz anything he want him get And anonothing when me a yute ah backstroke me use get Me use to haffi beg ah spliff ah rizzla ah cigarette If me no hustle ah road I cud not own yet Me never pree fi own car me own home me own jet Dutty chat mek me mouth wet now me see outlet Inna d suffer and d hunger Ah police name blood wan k** me wen me younger Him yuni have ah gun wey roolll thunder Circle if he ah muder me but God say ah never fill me number Me use to pray to fadah god at night time To make me parents dem live fi see addi turn somebody Mi love mommy me love daddy Same love me give to rahiem, and jahiem and chayen Me ah me sons daddy [talk] Yo big man thing still, buju banton first time me go studio And hear da yute dey me checks da DJ thing But me ah put dung d artist thing one time me na lie And a next time too yooo some bwoy ah order phone Uzza p**y dem tru warrior king and dem dey buss before me DI bwoy and dem so high and baload man dey worthless Yuh see wah man ah did man like ah fool [Verse 3] Me never know me wudda buss 2k2 was the year ah grey dry fi ear KARTEL OF career like trilla me change gear Better each lyric when me member ppl use to say u na buss yuh ah gimic Dem affi watch me now pon dem tv Or pay fi see me my presents no free Nuff girls use to call addi eye and ballon Now me walkin pon dem like floor in a room The first police wey lock me up for disrespect Me was a joy ask me wah me do Me say artist him say me unemployed Lock me up me nuh hav no lawyer So ah jail me sleep in and now me pa** him inna bema Who ah d man U ah d boy? No matter who u is, where u from, who u are Ghetto yute we need money nuff house and nuff car From you black u ah n***a every n***a is ah star Who nuh like dat drop ah sleep