Glass House

While you inna you feelin's Mi live pon a High Grade flight and I fly high Bands weh mi seh, money fast a come pile high Weh ya seh? Cyaa hear nuttin' from up pon mile high - keep runnin' ya mout' Now while you inna you feelin's Mi live pon another level 'Ole on, stop chat Mout' runnin' like a 12-year-old pon Snapchat Roll wit some wicked bredda, nah tek back chat - ye keep runnin' ya mout' While you inna you feelin's Time is runnin' out, di clock tickin' Hustle fi mi bone, and fi go buy mi family chicken Pon a Sunday, Grandma go cook, di stove kickin' No bother though, see 'bout a straight whippin', oh mama Level, Bun out di devil Who live in a glass house don't fling pebble, I'm on a level, yeh While you inna you feelin's I seh it a great man a smoke up Bokkle of di Henny strait, mi seh no cup Some people only waan fi hate from dem woke up You haffi love your life or get You inna you feelin's 'Ole up I know ya gyal wit ya dutty heart Mi see through ya fake smile, that's the funny part Mi see through you, ya nah real, notice from the start An ax mi "wah gwaan?" chat Well, I'm on another level Yeh, bun out di devil Who live in a glass house don't fling pebble Yeh, I'm on a level, yeh Real talk a real talk, you no know di hustle Real talk, you no real, dog get di muzzle Real talk, no talk shit, I won't say shit, ya bustle Real talk, and mi nah know why it's a fucking puzzle - for you Dem just miserable, waan mi set di table on you Mi nah no time fi dem a holdin on, mi seh fi everything that I do Dem a overhype, dem happy hold a Vicodin I hold a mic, it turns gold Come ask fi food off a my plate you a fool Eh level Yeh, Bun out di devil Who live in a glass house don't fling pebble Yeh, I'm on a level Yeh Pon another level