Outro (Reflection)

By Skrapz

On REFLECTION

Released on March 1, 2024

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[Verse]

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 goin' forward

Tryna leave a fortune for my daughters

Tryna travel 'round the world and see the seven corners

In the kitchen is the only place I'm takin' orders

Four-by-four, but it's fast and furious

I ain't never gotta bill a line again thanks to my supporters

Who would've thought when I was sittin' 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 smilin' when she's lookin' at her last-born son now

Turned my life around, but I still keep a loaded G-17 with me just in case

Tryin' not to catch a case, but I guess it's just a risk I gotta take

Stressed out, usin' weed as an escape

Told my babes not today 'cause I got too much things on my plate

I got tings that I 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 didn't fade

Don't be tryna join the party now you're late

Me and Nines drinkin' Ace of Spades and we're partyin' in Tape

If you made it out the mud, you can relate

I've always been the type to go and get it, I don't sit down and wait

Writin' lyrics feels like piece of cake

That's probably why my new tape's got the whole scene on shape-mode

My mum comes from Cape Coast, my dad came from Kumasi

Free my nigga, Jaz, swear the judge did him nasty

I hardly see certain man, but they're still gang

I been buyin' London, 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 smokin' on gelato while I'm countin' up these bands

Listenin' to slow jams, stickin' to the program

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 over-stand

I'm flowin' like a G5 jet so they have to let me land

I'm gettin' high just to get a piece of mind

Just another day in my life that I write down in my book of rhymes