Ready or Not - Skrapz, Streetz, Trapstar Toxic

Ayo I hustle for the future of my family, it’s not a joke

I told myself when I was young I’ll never die broke

I’m tryna make a little rap money so I flow dope

Where these other rappers that are coming like they can’t cope

Coming like they can’t float, like their boat’s got a hole in it

I shoot man like their chest’s got a goal in it

And if you hear another rapper with a flow like Skrapz

Then the mother fucker’s stolen it

Boom

And even though I’m a star

I keep some petrol in the in case I’ve gotta blow up the car

I’m in a world of my own

Things is moving kinda' slow right now but I’m glad to be home

Their acting like they never know man a pro

We was moving like the Wu-Tang Clan at my first show

I’m glad I never hear bang at my first show

Shutdown, and flew straight back to Church Road

Coming at you if you’re ready or not

Them man are talking

They ain’t ever come through licking off shots

Always keep a bally round me, I ain’t going out hot

But it’s a cold world when you get caught up with

Stayed all about this money, ain’t no girl that we love

And if we do, she’s certified, she ain’t a hag on the block

Money talks, make a nigga change his stance on the spot

Old friends turn snakes, gotta' stay on my job

See I don’t change friends, that just ain’t my style

I put my hand on the bible, still lie in trial

That’s cause I don’t rate the system and the judge in his gown

'Nough time I bust case and came home with a smile

One time for my niggas that didn’t make it

Knowing they’re behind doors, and it’s just patience

Bruddas out on the road, still tryna' make it

Yeah I’m one of them

Road name Tox, can’t call me by my government

Ready or not

Something like no introduction

We’re heading straight to the top

Scooping every pound to function

Yeah I do it for my people

Do it for my people

Try to hold up order

And keep everybody equal

It’s like it’s straight to the top for me

I told my mum we can’t wait on the lottery

We ain’t mice caught in a trap

There ain’t nothing holding me back

They’re saying, how you gonna' make it Dubbz

Tell 'em hopefully rap

But lately, I had the same dreams for a few months

Me flooded with money like it was goosebumps

Feeling like a zombie, staring at a box, so I lick off my telly

But money’s just like, you feel you’ve gotta get it

My niggas hanging round here

When there’s cops sitting, itching, planning on handing out years

To the youth, that’s stuck in the roadside tryna' get by

With no guidance because every one provides a wet lie

Aye, listen this is news flash

You know I do

I’ll have your boo mad

Just from a few tags

And don’t front like your crew’s bad

I’m on roads, have your body exposed like nude mags

Start talking in code cause it’s less to pull

If my niggas got weed, I mean vegetables

And if they want two balls, I mean testicles

I was down for too long, I had to bounce back

Fiends want me cutting shapes, they some house cats

Youngers on the strip, moving them ounce packs

Breaking up cheese like they setting up mouse traps

I should be drunk the way I drank off brandy

Who’s got the fiends loving me like Sandy?

Plus these pagans wanna' see my team not breathing

Chicks who slept on me once, carry on sleeping

Chicks who slept on me once, carry on sleeping