Do Ma Ting

I’m like, fuck the hood I got a flight to catch
I hit the motorway with Shamar and that
Money on my mind, I'm like I need this cash
For the money I’ll go miles, had to fly from Gats
I been Dubai, been Spain, Barcelona and that
Majorca, baby Paris, I’m all over the gaff
I’m out there spending free bills
Then I come back strapped with racks on racks
I’m back, back
Tell me how you feel bout dat, nigga tell me how yuh feel bout dat
Hello wasteman, you always wanna hate on man
Is your time go make some grands
Man I need a tan, tryna be blacker than black
I’m tryna be happy not sad
I met a real fan
I told him I love him and thanks
For the reason that I am a changed man
I could a been stress
Sitting on the block no vest
Where man had big swammy instead
Could a been dead
Could a been sitting in the pen
Now I’m chilling on the beach like dench