Wake up in morning I'm giving Jah greetings  Cos I know man are trapped in the trenches  The villainous coming against us Babylon show we catch dem fences  The hood boy yard boy ghetto boy still on Jah be my defenses  Made for a purpose I and I make moves in tenses  She said it's grace and I said yeah right and you got to put in the work for sure  I be hungry for more success it's unending the craving some cure So how can I blame these niggas they put all attention on fend and diors  Different sinning is something so many niggas be judging but can't endure  The Bando just got hit so I called broski let's move in numbers  In pair of twos and tools just to make sure we losing detection  Sneak dissin ass niggas on low piping they shawty like plumber  I got bills on bills than the president