Outro
Boom
I put my life into my book of rhymes
I'm on the rise now it took its time
Skrapz is back for the last time
Now Skrapz is going forward
Tryna leave a fortune for my daughters
Tryna travel round the world and see the 7 corners
In the kitchen is the only place I'm taking orders
4 by 4 but its fast and furious
I ain't ever got to bill a line again thanks to my supporters
Who would've thought, when I was sitting in court
That I would turn it all around and make my mum proud
I'm sorry for the times I let my mum down
Now she's always smiling when she's looking at her last born son
Turned my life around but I still keep
A loaded G17 with me just incase
Trying not to catch a case but I guess its just the risk I gotta take
Stressed out using weed as an escape
Told my babes not today cause I got too much things on my plate
I got tings that are wings and I skate
I celebrate the times when I was broke and I still didn't break
Poured Patron into my glass did it straight
My nigga caught a nigga on the mains and he still did it bait
Don't be tryna join the party now you're late
Me and Nines drinking Ace of Spades and we're partying in Tape
If you made it out the mud you can relate
I've always been the type to go down and get it
I don't sit down and wait
Writing lyrics feels like piece of cake
That's probably why my new tape's
Got the whole scene on shake mode
My mum comes from Cape Coast, my dad came from Kumasi
Free my nigga Jazz swear the judge done a nasty
I hardly see certain man but thats still gang
I've been buying land in my homeland
Made the transition from a roadman to a grown man
I want a mansion big enough to fit the whole fam
Feel it for the man with no plans
I used to make bricks disappear with no hands
Your rap career's dead fam, you ain't got no fans
I'm smoking on gelato while I'm counting up these bands
Listening to slow jams, sticking to the programme
And even though I don't eat pork, I go ham
You disrespect man make the matic go bang
Before I go to sleep I just speak to myself
And ask God protect man
But I don't expect man to overstand
I'm flown like a G5 jet so they had to let me land
I'm getting high just to get a piece of mind
It's just another day in my life
That I write down in my book of rhymes
I put my life into my book of rhymes
I'm on the rise now it took its time
Skrapz is back for the last time
Now Skrapz is going forward
Tryna leave a fortune for my daughters
Tryna travel round the world and see the 7 corners
In the kitchen is the only place I'm taking orders
4 by 4 but its fast and furious
I ain't ever got to bill a line again thanks to my supporters
Who would've thought, when I was sitting in court
That I would turn it all around and make my mum proud
I'm sorry for the times I let my mum down
Now she's always smiling when she's looking at her last born son
Turned my life around but I still keep
A loaded G17 with me just incase
Trying not to catch a case but I guess its just the risk I gotta take
Stressed out using weed as an escape
Told my babes not today cause I got too much things on my plate
I got tings that are wings and I skate
I celebrate the times when I was broke and I still didn't break
Poured Patron into my glass did it straight
My nigga caught a nigga on the mains and he still did it bait
Don't be tryna join the party now you're late
Me and Nines drinking Ace of Spades and we're partying in Tape
If you made it out the mud you can relate
I've always been the type to go down and get it
I don't sit down and wait
Writing lyrics feels like piece of cake
That's probably why my new tape's
Got the whole scene on shake mode
My mum comes from Cape Coast, my dad came from Kumasi
Free my nigga Jazz swear the judge done a nasty
I hardly see certain man but thats still gang
I've been buying land in my homeland
Made the transition from a roadman to a grown man
I want a mansion big enough to fit the whole fam
Feel it for the man with no plans
I used to make bricks disappear with no hands
Your rap career's dead fam, you ain't got no fans
I'm smoking on gelato while I'm counting up these bands
Listening to slow jams, sticking to the programme
And even though I don't eat pork, I go ham
You disrespect man make the matic go bang
Before I go to sleep I just speak to myself
And ask God protect man
But I don't expect man to overstand
I'm flown like a G5 jet so they had to let me land
I'm getting high just to get a piece of mind
It's just another day in my life
That I write down in my book of rhymes
Credits
Writer(s): Jony-christian Linton-jude, Christopher Kyei, Samraj Heer, Harry Beech
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