[Verse]

Everybody's asking "When the album's coming out?

What you rappin' 'bout? What's the album called?

Who you got on there? What you got in store?

How much tracks you got? Ten of them or more?

"How many with Nines? Are you doing promo or surprise?

It's been a long time, you ain't dropped nothin' a while

These rappers are dead, you're better than all of them by a mile

They all sound the same, there ain't one of them with your style

They flow like the Thames and you just flow like the River Nilе

But music aside, hope it goes wеll when you go to trial

The life that you live, I don't know how you still crack a smile

I know you got money stacked up in piles

But the streets need some new Skrapz right now"

Skrapz is back baby, everyone calm down

Three-fifty snub, loaded with six rounds

I'm rolling with bloodhounds

I send a bitch LA, all expenses paid

Made her come back with ten pounds of some Gelonade

Life gave me lemons but I never made lemonade

I planted the seeds and the trees started generating

And fuck the rules and regulations, I'm regulating

I went from sitting in a cell, now I'm celebrating

I'm meditating in the morning, I don't wake and bake

I put some fruit into the blender then I make a shake

And even though them niggas hate, they still have to rate me

Cause all my pockets full of money like I'm Lil Baby

I hopped out the coupe looking like I play for Chelsea

I got your baby mother telling me I'm looking healthy

Please Father God help me

All I'm doing's playing with the cards the world dealt me

I told my daughters there ain't nuttin that they can't tell me

I told them niggas that they're pussies so they can't help me

They got me moving like a ninja so they can't jail me

Plus I'm rolling with my spinner so it can't fail me

You can't chat to me directly, gotta email me

Catch me in the city where the sexy females be

I heard some niggas tryna green light me

Tryna catch me slipping but that's highly unlikely

I'm in a very good position, thank the Almighty

Rightly so cause I been through the rain, sleet and snow

And I been through the highs and the lows

Take a L, bet it back's how it goes

It's like my heart's turned cold

But I never let my soul get sold

Tryna live to see my kids turn old

And if I touch the road and come home and I've gotta burn my clothes

Then that story will remain untold

I can't wait to do shows again

Me and all my niggas on the roads again

Plus the spartans and the soldiers dem

Can't tell me nothin' 'bout lyrics and flows, I got loads of them

These niggas salty like sodium

Standing number one up on the podium

Gold chain hangin' 'round my neck

It's buss down and it says 'The One and Only' on

I got a call from my nigga in pen

He said "You've only gone and done it again"

I said "It's normal"