Dark piano…
Yeah…
Whole city cold…
Look…
Midnight creepin’ with the all black mask on
Chrome on the table, red beam with the cash flow
Old friends switched when the racks got long
Now they scream gang gang when the track come on
Still got pain in my bloodstream
Still hear shots in my damn dreams
Mama said “boy move wisely”
But the streets turned a good kid icy
Big smoke float through the window
Top floor view with the sinful
Heart so cold need a mink coat
I done seen real killers turn spiritual
Everybody tough on the internet
Till them demons pull up where they livin’ at
I made millions from these battle scars
Now the whole damn city wanna mirror that
Red lights all on the boulevard
Dead presidents in the Goyard
Whole team eatin’ like kings now
But I still move low in the backyard
Too much envy in the air now
Fake love everywhere now
I can’t even trust handshakes
Nowadays loyalty rare now
Darkness… darkness…
Voices in my head still echo
Darkness… darkness…
Dark nights made a real one special
Darkness… darkness…
Whole squad movin’ presidential
Darkness… darkness…
Still Dre when the bassline enter
Came from the mud with aggressive plans
Now the bank calls me the investment man
Same dudes used to clown my sound
Now they copy every flow and the way I stand
Big chains dance when the lights hit
Blue strips stacked on the nightstand
Still paranoid when the door knock
Cause success came with some slight sins
I got killers that don’t tweet much
Only code words when we speak up
Whole city know how we step now
Black trucks when the fleet roll up
Flows change like the weather do
One verse make a legend move
I don’t rap just to entertain
Every bar leave a pressure bruise
Real art mixed with street scars
Gold records and police cars
French smoke with Brazilian jazz
While the west coast bounce through the reverb
I turned trauma into big vibes
Now the whole crowd scream each line
They throw signs when the hook drops
Like a riot every damn night
Darkness… darkness…
Voices in my head