Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Gyal a chat seh dem a nam
Seh dem a put face weh waist belong
Dem chase like Tracy and some pop down pastry van
Mi realize dem only bad in a song
Oh ironic, must because am someone psychotic
Mi drive the business like a car
Mi shut it down like a banit
Dem cyaa stand it
Fi run the place mi hear dem a plan it
Tell dem shut dem mouth dem chatting shit

From over seas mi get a call and hear seh chat a gwaan
So mi seh alright a that a gwaan
Anyweh dem stand up the K a clap yo from
From a reach mi spin size
Better yo sit and smoke a Matterhorn

[Chorus]
Cars a my own
House a my own
If yuh si mi wid a bad gyal a my own
A went a way yes, but mi fly home
Now is the time to tell the haters dem cry home

Cars a my own
House a my own
If yuh si mi wid a bad gyal a my own
A went a way yes, but mi fly home
Now is the time to tell the haters dem cry home

[Verse 2]
It's my fault yo cry crocodile tears
When yo si mi in crocodile gears
Driving in the Benz, shifting dem gears
First gully youth who ever sit in dem lairs
Remember I was in Jamaica house sit in dem chairs
Go ask teach, go ask teach, it wasn't sip in a him chairs
It was the street dem seh the people dem fear
Two ghetto youths become dem worst nightmare
A from rocks to ridges meck dem no like wi
The ice paw mi risk a meck dem get up and a fight mi
At the top a me society like mi

Mussi true a me a the man
Like me nuff a dem waan fi be the dan
But watch mi lead and then some fassy carry along
Caw how dem waan fi be a dan and dem no half of a man

[Repeat Verse 1]

[Repeat Chorus]