[Verse 1]

Check 1, 2, 3 then I'm outchea

Like in the 80's when dad had a pouch-chea

Had a pouch yeah but I run the route-chea

Feet up like leather couch-chea

Man work harder, never been a slouch-chea

You can't stand vouch-chea

All of the dargs dem outchea

Outchea, better take it outchea

Tell a fake MC, don't run your mouth-chea

[Hook]

I thought it was sweet like Tic Tacs

I was wrong, me and donny had a chit chat

Forget the solo, the crew ting, I'm with that

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

What you mean, manaman missed that?

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

What you mean, manaman missed that?

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

[Verse 2]

Jack of all trades, roll on my blades

There I had braids but now I rock fades

I'm still a kid when I'm in the arcades

When everybody wanna go, I wanna stay

I am on all waves, looking at the road we paved

Whole new game these days

If I didn't have the energy I couldn't take part

But I'm cool, I've got the skill, I still spray these days

Yo, I can't explain these waves

But every day I breathe air is a training day

Every artist in the game wanna save the day

You don't really want a headache, save your brain

I tried rolling with my dons but they ain't the same

Made a few bad decisions, I take the blame

If there's a booking up north then I take the train

Save some years of money then I make it rain, alright

[Hook]

I thought it was sweet like Tic Tacs

I was wrong, me and donny had a chit chat

Forget the solo, the crew ting, I'm with that

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

What you mean, manaman missed that?

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

What you mean, manaman missed that?

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

[Verse 1]

Check 1, 2, 3 then I'm outchea

Like in the 80's when dad had a pouch-chea

Had a pouch yeah but I run the route-chea

Feet up like leather couch-chea

Man work harder, never been a slouch-chea

You can't stand vouch-chea

All of the dargs dem outchea

Outchea, better take it outchea

Tell a fake MC, don't run your mouth-chea

[Verse 3]

Most major deals are all low deals

I was doing better off with no deal

Deal or no deal, blud, I'm a pro still

Quick money, long money, sick with a flow still

Most major deals are all whack

Designed so you don't see nothing off the bat

Most major deals are all carrots

Dangling, so I say F all the wrangling

Let's show this, let's show that

Let them know we ain't never gonna go back

Man have got MOBOs, man have got plaques

Man have sold records, badaman tracks

Now we've gotta own it, make it a fact

I'm saying too much, I ain't taking it back

If you do it all right

Then you ain't gotta stress out, chasing the racks

[Hook]

I thought it was sweet like Tic Tacs

I was wrong, me and donny had a chit chat

Forget the solo, the crew ting, I'm with that

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

What you mean, manaman missed that?

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

What you mean, manaman missed that?

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

[Hook]

I thought it was sweet like Tic Tacs

I was wrong, me and donny had a chit chat

Forget the solo, the crew ting, I'm with that

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

What you mean, manaman missed that?

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

What you mean, manaman missed that?

Woah boy, I think manaman missed that

[Outro]

I'm telling youuuuuuuu

Trust me dog I can't let that slide, I run the part, man are big like hype