Stig Da Artist - The Industry Lyrics

Stig da greatest
Ma'f*cking greatest

Hard work weh you know bout hard work
Pray everybody but nuh know how God work
Hard work weh you know bout hard work
Mi Start count when it start hurt

Yow Da Shoota
Shoot fit the stars bwai
You gon' need bazooka
Cock a doodle doo
Mi wake up before the roosta
Haffu get rich till mi rich like Musa

I've been north, south, east, west and even on the cayes
And no ma'f*cker with stripes like these
Hit me up when you drop at least Two CD's
And start get girls, wait, gyal from overseas
But mi love every gyal from Belize
Triple D's, Dajah, Dian and Denise
Ernestine, Tanya, Linda Blease
One big orgy in my fantasies

Memba when these f*cking DJ's wouldn't play my shit
Before I had a number one on ma'fcuking Wave and shit
Now I'm at Wave more than ma'f*cking James and shit
Famous like I went missing for Three days and shit

Work hard as me, wait who that
Say you ah the king Safa Gaw then prove that
Thought I had it, nah I still have it, didn't lose that
Home grown like Jeeves
Get the camera mek we shoot that

Let me tell you bout Vicky
A pretty little married thing from Belmopan city
Situation kinda sticky
Got a man him really shitty
And she want me cause she think I'm a celebrity
Until she gone da Wingstop and see me
A million gyal pum pum want gimme
Then she start think Vicky was about Vicky
Weh used to work da Wingz
No it wasn't bout Vicky
Vicky is any girl who got a man
Instead of get love she get a foot and a hand
Listen up baby girl I got a plan
When him go da work link and we smoke 10 grams

Smoke 10 grams GSU knock down mi door still
Try stop the grind but me ah go mek the dough still
She she want me and she want Don Doe still
Any beat Perf give me and Foe kill

Then mi go da Griga-dang and link Cassanova
No where else mans did have more supportaz
The Eight didn't support me I thought it was ova
Then I saw Russian sign King Kosa

These Artist ah talk but nuh want put in work
You haffu work hard like Kosa and Perf
Ey who she?
The one ina the short skirt
Son In Law shell down pan anybody turf

Like this one time I went to Shuga City
Without any goons so them neva had no pity
Shell down then the night got nasty
The pussy neva like how mi shell down the party

Guess that's how it goes
Them nuh want mi shine them want mi stay poor
But even Shyne Po still ah put me pon shows
Fifty-Two weekends straight in a row

Dawg mi can't stop
Even if mi want stop
Even if them laugh afta mi just like Shamrock
Me haffu reach Trini
Mi haffu link Jamrock
Man ah king them nuh want crown me
Zenaida ah go stop that
The people ah go Snapchat
And post it pon them live too
But f*ck social media
And f*ck the gas price too
Say that you nuh like me
Guess what? Me nuh like you
Say you got the method
But we nuh see eye to eye too

And f*ck all my ex, man I'm trynna stack some bands
Been run shit but I ain't never ran
Run fi mayor, world player is who I am
And f*ck a visa I'm already from States, Belmopan

Vodka and cran
Whiskey and water
Memba when the number female artist was Tanya Carter
Now them all look up to Dajah even though she kinda shorter
Tell me hen you ready baby
Give you a daughter
Maybe a son
Maybe even twins
Young gyal get pregnant soon as mi push it in
You know STiG go bare
Me nuh mean Belikin
Straight Presidente
A drink for a king bwai

Speaking ah sponsors
And f*cking promoters
Didn't put me on the shows them used to tek mi fi a joker
Now thing flush like mans di play poker
Me and Travis Worl bout fi drop a big hit Soca
Been got Belize pon mi shoulders
Been got bars
Get drunk, have some boca
Said she don't believe God last time she came over
So I gave her the Big Bang
White girl she love Coca

Bitch I'm a smoker, used to be a duur too
Had the Master Kush, the Sour D
Even had the Purp too
Used to sleep on the floor
And shit got worse too
So much of mi homies used to f*ck out mi girl too

Wouldn't think this STiG man woulda mek it this far
Yes ma'f*ckers mek we tek it this far
I could hear them like
"Oouu this effing means war
Big Belizean artist and no got no car
STiG it's best you stick to comedy
Learn fi kill the beat properly"
Bitch I'm a prophet and this shit is a prophecy
Been saying this shit from 2010
Shoulda lash out Marleni from way back then
Woulda hit that quick
Ah nuh chit chat shit
Skinny bwai but mi still ah mek she lick that dick
When ah spit that shit
You know, lit as Bic
Got bars pon the go
Ah nuh Sit and Sip

Big up to Zack, wait
Big up The God too
If ah f*ck with ah artist that mean mi think that them hard too
But that nah mean Worl Foe ah record you
If it ain't about the money then wait till we call you

822 this is the 822
If you nuh rate me, me nuh rate you too
Weed been legalize in the 822
If eyes coulda talk mine woulda say SooWoo

Record this shit neva did want drop it
But yow Prophit them force mi fi knock it
So I gotta do what I must do
Friend mi nuh need so f*ck you