(Intro) Yeah... Big split pon the table... Big yacht pon the water... (Drum fill leads into a heavy, warm bassline) Mm... (Hook) Gyaldem whine when the big man step Gold ‘round neck and the cash collect Whole place lock when the team touch ‘ject Top rank style, whole squad well set Badman clean and the coupe all black Big boy talk, no we don’t do cap From the dirt road days now a mansion map Toast one time fi the life we have (Verse 1) Step inna the place wid a king-type glide Sun pon me skin and the ting worldwide Couldn’t tell me none when mi pocket did dry Now a first-class flight every week me fly Big dutty money but mi soul stay pure Nuff man switch when the door unlock more Me still give thanks when mi walk through the door Cah the pain build strength and the struggle made sure Gyaldem love how the chain dem dance How the voice sound smooth when me talk one chance White linen shirt and the gold wrist flash Everything bless when we step and advance Nuh bwoy try size up the general now Whole heap ah style and the pressure full-grown Did it fi the fam’, had to set that tone Now the whole crew eat and the field well sown (Hook) (Energy picks up, more "soul" in the delivery) Gyaldem whine when the big man step Gold ‘round neck and the cash collect Whole place lock when the team touch ‘ject Top rank style, whole squad well set Badman clean and the coupe all black Big boy talk, no we don’t do cap From the dirt road days now a mansion map Toast one time fi the life we have (Verse 2) Maybach mood with the rose in the glass Top floor suite with the art and the brass Bosses converse, let the weak men pass Every move crisp, every play got class I came from the bottom where the days moved slow Now the acres wide and the yard on glow Palm trees swaying while the engine growl low Made men dining, let the champagne pour No panic talk when the name hold weight Quiet money move, let the numbers translate Women like sculptures, the aura first-rate Everything curated, nothing second-rate Black card swipe, let the dealer bring two One for the city and the coast with the view Never rushed greatness, let it come on cue Now the room fall still when I walk it through (Bridge) Ghetto youth rise, now the stars align Late night toast and the bezel blind Whole heap ah scars but the blessing find Every dark road make the light more fine... (Final Hook) Gyaldem whine when the big man step Gold ‘round neck and the cash collect Whole place lock when the team touch ‘ject Top rank style, whole squad well set Badman clean and the coupe all black Big boy talk, no we don’t do cap From the dirt road days now a mansion map Toast one time fi the life we have (Outro) Whole place shell when the don dem pass Big chain bright and the bottle dem splash Gyaldem bad and the waistline fast Money well long... every link... top class. Lyrics by @allonhisshirt
