Lyrics Champion - Skrapz feat. B Anca

Big boy Skrapz da one and only
Yea
Right now I'm feeling like I'm trapped in
Between the concrete and this rap ting
Rap brings the love but the concrete brings the stacks in
Rather do a show than get the packs in
But when I check the profit margin, yo, the figures isn't matchin'
Then you got the risk factor
I'm chattin shit cos even when I'm doing
shows I'm takin risks so it don't matter
Put a hooker through the hooker dude
Either way it doesn't matter it's guaranteed to be a headbanger
I don't wanna spend another summer in the slammer
I ain't tyna be a hasbin like MC Hammer
I ain't stoppin till I'm droppin and I swear to mama
There's something special 'bout the kid
And I swear to Grandma
Blowing trees to release my anger
Cos in the space of 6 months I lost 3 relatives to cancer
And I ain't askin for the answers, I already know them
I'm just focused on the plan, stickin to the programme
Boom
I'm a champion in dis ting
I know that when I'm gone they gonna label me a king
I wouldn't play the game if I didn't plan to win
Regardless if my chances lookin slim
I could rap it in the booth or I could rap it up in clings
It's kinda hard doin both, wish I woulda had a twin
Got me caught up in a mix sellin dope on the trap
But I'm dope when I rap; it's kinda hard being Skrapz
What you think you do in my position?
You can't make the decision just to leave
it all behind and make that major transition
Got me thinkin that when Mummy spoke I shoulda listened
She said if you don't find a craft you're gonna end up goin prison
Maybe she was right,
but she can feel the truth when I look
her in the eyes and say it's gonna be alright
Cos even just the thought of not succeeding in this
life got me waking up in sweats in the middle of the night
My future's lookin bright
I terrorise the night
But I still be shuttin sales in the middle of the night
People tellin me I'm crazy, I tell em people pay me, I thought not
So I beg you make the talk stop
Cos you ain't with me when it's time to pay bills
And my daughters need shoes and my belly needs meals
So miss me with the good advice,
hard to tell the truth the grind will
never stop, bruvva even when I got it nice
Boom
I'm a champion in dis ting
I know that when I'm gone they gonna label me a king
I wouldn't play the game if I didn't plan to win
Regardless if my chances lookin slim
I could rap it in the booth or I could rap it up in clings
It's kinda hard doin both, wish I woulda had a twin
Got me caught up in a mix sellin dope on the trap
But I'm dope when I rap; it's kinda hard being Skrapz
It's kinda hard being Skrapz
It's kinda hard being Skrapz
It's kinda hard being Skrapz