[Intro]
(That's Chucks)
(I love Chris Rich)

[Verse 1: Skrapz]
I don't need to make no phone calls when I rise up my stainless
Right now as we speak, I'm probably under surveillance
I'm famous and dangerous
This year's Porsches and Ranges
But next year's Bentley Bentaygas
I come through in trouser and blazer
Everything's tapered and tailored with lasers and razors
I've made all this paper and still didn't change up
I rap what I live, n***as rap what they made up
I came up, they prayed I'd fall off, but I stayed up
I never gave up, all thеse bricks that I've weighеd up
My worker weren't working so he had to get a pay cut
Talking 'bout he's back on in the morning when we don't shot
It don't stop, 24/7 round the whole clock
I whip a half a kilo of cocaine in two pots
I can't fit my stack in a shoe box
It's all in black bags in a closet
Fuck a safety deposit

[Chorus: Haile]
And I get it how I live it, on my own too
And you might see me with my same n***as from old school
We be jugging out and they don't go by no rules
I stay getting it for money, that be old news
Oh, them not really real like us (Oh)
All them really wanna be like us (Like us)
Only a few I trust
Oh, them not really real like us
[Verse 2: Skrapz]
I come a long way from shotting on estates
Getting chased by the jakes
Went broke, didn't break, I just learned from mistakes
I was slept on, but now they're awake
Got them waiting and anticipating on moves that I make
Every day, there's a risk that I take
N***as think life's easy and great through the pictures I paint
N***as don't know the half, they don't even know an eighth
All the times I've put everything at stake, real n***as can relate
I'm the hardest, no debate, getting money in the day
Fucking bitches after eight, took your missus on a date
And she's saying you're a bait
She was ringing out your calls like, "He's gonna have to wait"
Ha-ha-ha, I be laughing to the bank
Big burner on my waist, I ain't rolling with a nank
I ain't rolling with the gang, more time I'm on my ones
Smoke Gelato 41, I feel sorry for my lungs

[Chorus: Haile]
And I get it how I live it, on my own too
And you might see me with my same n***as from old school
We be jugging out and they don't go by no rules
I stay getting it for money, that be old news
Oh, them not really real like us (Oh)
All them really wanna be like us (Like us)
Only a few I trust
Oh, them not really real like us