Correction Paroles Be Right Back par Skrapz

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It's like coming up to five in the morning and I haven't even slept
Got a busy day ahead of me, I haven't even prepped
I know n***as wanna kill me that I haven't even met
But I've always got it on me so I wouldn't hold your breath
I've got angels walking with me every time I take a step
My daughters that remind me that I'm blessed when I forget
I don't know what made man think they can wet me and my n***a
Like they think I'm gonna tolerate that type of disrespect
I'll hold the clip and push it in my gun and then select
Then I slide it back to double check that one went in the head
I was driving and I saw a couple feds were up ahead
So I shot the next left and went the other way instead
This big boy S-K-R-A-P-Z
Couldn't give a f**k about what he said or she said
n***as hiding in their yard and talking wicked on the net
All I've got for them is copper and lead
It's like every time I try and leave something keeps pulling me back
It's probably true there's no tax on the profit off packs
I've got money on my mind, I don't want no distractions
I get it every day, that's the law of attraction
I pull up with a rucksack and do a transaction
Neighbours looking out their window, I'm sorry Miss Jackson
They're calling out my name like they want a reaction
All I've gotta say is nothing speaks louder than actions
I whip a half brick like some tuna and pasta
And I never waste time, every moment I capture
They couldn't make a movie bout my life cah I'm the one and only
They're gonna struggle tryna hire an actor
I'm sitting round the table with some bosses in an office
Everybody's made men like Italian mafia
And f**k what anybody's gotta say
I know my mum loves her last born son even though I'm a gangster
I slap corn live and direct on your doorstep
My phone makes money like I'm trading on forex
I'm in the 4x4 switching lanes but it's moving kinda sluggish
When I press, think I might get a Porsche next
Getting death threats like I care less
I'm bare chest, standing on the stage repping North-West
And we the best like DJ Khaled said
If me and Nina ever done a joint mixtape everybody's dead
I don't trust no new friends, everyone's a fed
I thank God I made it to my yard before I go to bed
I pray that all my n***as get hella bread
I pray that all my family members stay healthy and forever blessed
Nothing more, nothing less
I never let stress get to my head
I light up and think positive instead
I don't get stopped by the normal feds
It's always gun police waving MP5's with the infrared
It's been a minute since I rapped, I ain't easy to distract
If you ain't rich then you haven't got a reason to relax
I just push it to the max and make waves like DAX
And I don't follow no laws but I still pay tax
They say all lives matter but I still say black
Even though the game's fake man will still state facts
Someone go and tell 'em that the big man's back
And if they ask who, tell 'em that it's big boy Skrapz

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