The Hardest

Lyrics

[Phone calls: Skrapz & Fundz] Yo, big boy Skrapz da one and only, "Gone Till November" the mixtape out now. Crazy ting. Shoutout my brother Nines coming home in a minute. Free all my brothers trapped in the system, free Tico, free Jazzy, Dougas, Fundz, Inches... Free Ca$h, Bob, Money Mike, Hydro, Omar, Ismael, Farru... Free me- all above all free my brother Nines, free the nigga Mask who went down forever. Special shoutout to the scumbags who bringing a man down for... Skrapz! Soon see my face. "Gone Till November" out now, return of the Mac "Skrapz is Back, Part II" coming soon... One... Skrapz! One Arda, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit do... [Intro: Capo & Skrapz] Whoo! Boom! Listen And this is that bonus track Dis song'a dem Skrapz & Fundz! Skrapz & Fundz Free Skrapz, Free Fundz! Shutdown session Everyone's gone till november, shit... Listen Yo Listen [Verse 1: Skrapz] Ay yo, yo gotta keep your head up Keep choppin off even though you're gettin fed up Keep buyin food even though the P's went up Stay burnin weed even though my eyes red up Gotta keep your head up Imma keep goin in I ain't tryna stop right now so I'm showin em I ain't tryna only get paid when my phone rings More time I just felt bait when I'm rollin Got 3 phones, yea I know it's a joke ting Hope that I don't see boydem patrollin Hope that my dog picks up when I phone him Hope that the yutes stop G's when I hole in Right now I'm zonin Right now I'm I think that I'm gonna strike like bowlin Strike like lightnin Gassed up, hypin Can't violate none of mine, now I'm ridin Make sure the clip goes click when it slides in Make sure that you don't chat shit when I'm writin Nuff of these yutes gotta bitch and I'm hidin Nuff of these yutes straight snitch and blow talk I been fuckin up snitches in secondary Nowadays send a snitch to the cemetery Headshots that's the only thing necessary Straight piss in your grave, no Don Perry Your team's feather-weight rudeboy, my team's heavy [Verse 2: Fundz] Right now I'm kinda caught in the moment Might see me in a Porsche when I'm rollin My phone's broke got walkin and strollin Came out broke poor, I was moanin Now I'm lickin out potions and stones dem Look how quick alla them Os went Yo Skrapz we're heavy We the tallest ting, seen you ghost ride the Bentley You been goin in Crime Scene gang's the shit we're livin at Vaseline grease, my nigga he's been rippin that If they squeeze shots on us we just lick it back Triple black hoodie and jeans and a faded cap Whole hood's talkin, now Scrapz is back And Fundz is home, kick back relax How many years now we been clappin straps So more time you clap man they ain't clappin back [Verse 3: Skrapz] Boom! Fundz man been goin in Don't try gwan like it's me the one killin them Had you locked up for a P's now you're back again Before you got locked up we was clappin them Whole snitch movin pon Streetz straight splashin in Still splashin in By a quick food mash it up, then I lick it out Can't talk in my whip, now it's pepper fam I might switch to the coup, where you lookin fam? [Verse 4: Fundz] I'm takin the 10 bolts and 4 pipes Gang long guns and fur coats, roll white Fam, Skrapz in your creps, in your loafers dem Spiderman ting, Gucci webs all over them LV Kings flingin Fs all over them Niggas get killed, put the feds all over em Chill out, you still reign supreme Change the scene Cuttin 8ths of bleach, real shot like a laser beam [Interlude: Skrapz] See? Real shot like a laser beam Boom! Yo Shotgun holla me [Outro: Shotgun & Capo] We the hardest (Shoutout to 1DA!) Shot a nigga to the top, that's the target (Shoutouts to Yaha!) We the hardest Me and Stock into the ting to the top, that's regardless (Free Ca$h!) My team, we the hardest (Free Hydro!) We the hardest (R.I.P. Zino!) Shot a nigga to the top, that's the target (R.I.P Stylie!) We the hardest Me and Stock into the ting to the top, that's regardless My team, we the hardest...