Letter To My Fans

[Verse1 :Skrapz] (BOOM) I been through it all Last couple years I ain't been around I was stuck behind a prison wall It was always on the cards I'm a criminal But I was just about to blow pinnacle But my plans never go to plan Fall back for a minute I shoulda listen to my right hand Cah he was telling me I'm hot and I was telling him I'm not Same time I was getting followed by the cops They was on the kid hard I left my bimma at yard I switched cars I was tryna be smart They was on the kid hard tryna tear me apart Phone tap swear they even put a bug in my yard I was struggling to think straight Still breaking down cakes no breaks saying fuck jakes I was switching up my whips I was still bait In out the booth tryna finish of my mixtape I was on the roads feeling like a prisoner Had me under pressure I was ringing my solicitor I said the jakes on my case tell me what you reckon She said they probably tryna catch you with the murder weapon I was like for real? she was like FOR REAL Then she said your kinda hot so you better chill I told her right now I'm tryna get record deal Trident tryna catch me for body that I didn't kill I'm the whip right hand on the steering wheel I'm about to clean out my spots like Clearasil I kept the food in the trap to a minimal Took the weed out left the works individual (BOOM) They had a nigger moving digital I shoulda never left the whites in the trap I shoulda hit it all My right hand kept telling me you never listen I got wrapped with my drugs and my ammunition Now I'm sitting on the bus on my way to prison I was meant to be a star on the television Got me staring at the clouds tryna gather my thoughts I ain't gonna see the roads till I'm going to court But is's nuttin' really if they came for me a couple days earlier coulda been a suttum nearly You already know I always keep the suttum near me Riding round with a mask Jim Carey Sitting on remand couple months passed Got a no further action on the M charge Niggers might see me smile but my life's hard Feds tryna take me out the game like a red card But the streets built me Didn't bother fight the case told barrister it's long lemme plead guilty I was smiling in the dock when I got my sentence Told the judge that I was sorry but It never meant it I blew a kiss to my baby mother Told my mother that I lover her I was pissed that I couldn't hug her See Jermaine yo that niggers like my bigger brother He was in the court too hold tight scuffa Back to my core cell no cell mate puffing on the burn calculating my release date This jail house ting wasn't in the program Now i gotta sit back and switch up my game plan Couple years went past now I'm back home Stacks kinda low so I'm tryna make my stack grow Where I'm gonna end up only god knows All I know is life's too short snub nose (BOOM) life's short like a snub nose And Where I'm gonna end up only god knows I'm just tryna stick around to watch my daughters grow Niggers ain't fucking with me I got the water flow And I'm back part 2 What these niggers gonna do It's shutdown season I just wanna thank god that I'm breathing