[Intro]
A D1 Optimum
Ego sum optimus
And all things whatsoever
Ye shall ask in prayer
Believing, ye shall receive
Matthew 21 verse 22
It’s true
My dreams are coming true

[Verse 1]
What the mind of a man
Can conceive and believe
It can achieve
Mama seh a true (bless you)
Like seh she sneeze
Me a the best
Now the world a guh know that
CJ pass me the Kodak
Post that
Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat
Make money cyah stop nah stop
Short Boss yeah a the boss that
Haters fly pass them
R.I.P. to the fallen
My destiny still callin’
Guh fi it no stallin’
Green pastures
Drought in the past-tense
Now everything surplus
Mama own a Starbucks
Step ina the bank every teller nervous
Cause last week one count money til’ her nerves buss
Have more gold roun’ mi neck than World Cup
Dancehall a my play plus my wuk

[Chorus]
Dweeet we a dweet now
Fendi cologne mi life sweet so
Dweeet we a dweet now
Cause every ghetto youth want feel, how?
It feels to be rich
Nights after nights (Yeah)
Me practice this
Affi drive in a car that’s very crisp
And mi song them a hit
Top of every list (Now)

[Verse 2]
A nuh every smile a smile
Some a smile awhile
And when yuh tun yuh back
Them a plan your demise
Them grudge yuh fi yuh car
Them dirty eyes
Them a link with the enemy
Them have dirty ties
Nah friend none a them!
Me and the thugz them a play some fifa
High grade hot grabba leafa
Nuff money stack roun’ yah
And the gyal them ha ha hot roun’ yah
We a celebrate champagne pop roun’ yah
Yes a this me work fah
And anybody try tek it
Get stitch like serger
Try stop mi food mi a hurt yuh
Port Maria
Man born pon the gutter edge
Face nuff sufferage
Talk seh mi affi dead
Lord seh mi affi big!
Gold yeah mi a guh bling
Cause me find the X! like pirate
Audemars timeless

[Chorus]
Dweeet we a dweet now
Fendi cologne mi life sweet so
Dweeet we a dweet now
Cause every ghetto youth want feel, how?
It feels to be rich
Nights after nights (Yeah)
Me practice this
Affi drive in a car that’s very crisp
And mi song them a hit
Top of every list (Now)

[Verse 1]
What the mind of a man
Can conceive and believe
It can achieve
Mama seh a true (bless you)
Like seh she sneeze
Me a the best
Now the world a guh know that
CJ pass me the Kodak
Post that
Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat
Make money cyah stop nah stop
Short Boss yeah a the boss that
Haters fly pass them
R.I.P. to the fallen
My destiny still calling
Guh fi it no stalling
Green pastures
Drought in the past-tense
Now everything surplus
Mama own a Starbucks
Step ina the bank every teller nervous
Cause last week one count money til’ her nerves buss
Have more gold roun’ mi neck than World Cup
Dancehall a my play plus my wuk

[Chorus] X2
Dweeet we a dweet now
Fendi cologne mi life sweet so
Dweeet we a dweet now
Cause every ghetto youth want feel, how?
It feels to be rich
Nights after nights (Yeah)
Me practice this
Affi drive in a car that’s very crisp
And mi song them a hit
Top of every list (Now)

[Outro]
Yow Fada B
We a lock the streets now
We a dweet now
Everything we achieve now
U Def