Yeah And this is that Skrapz Riding that 2Pac beat Keep Ya Head Up This is for all my niggas in the streets man I wonder if I ever been the victim of a stakeout How many niggas loaded up their guns in the late night and try and find Skrapz Or try and find Nina, or try and find Fatz We out here getting money, we ain't worried 'bout that Tell a man there stay schemin' I know there's man that said they're gonna dun my dance Tell 'em man to keep dreaming All 'dem manna do is make talk, no meaning 'Dem times I be doing dirt, no cleaning R.I.P my nigga Stylie When Funds told me on the phone you was gone, all I did is went silent Sittin' in my cell with no weed I felt violent Had to block it out 'thru my sentence, I had to ride it Quick message to my brothers in the system From Oakwood to Wayland, Scrubs down to Brixton Always keep your head high, fuck feds, fuck stress Read some books, bank some [?] out, make the time fly I told my niggas I ain't stopping till somebody stops me They need to free my nigga Jazzie cah I know he's got me Mumma told me anything you're doing, do it properly Got my stitch iron out to slick ice hockey I'm just tryna look after my family Niggas love the kid cah' they're understanding me I dropped another mixtape for free I know niggas that are broke saying, "Skrapz I woulda bought this G" It means a lot to me, I'm tryna do it properly I told myself logically, a nigga like me? Coulda never win the lottery I told my nigga fuck rap and he was saying, "Nah Skrapz man you've gotta think positively" Anyway, to cut a long story short I'm heading straight to the top motherfuckers Free all my bruddas, boom Ice City 80's Baby