Ghetto Crown

[Intro] Yeah, streetlight glow, bass low, we ride the night From nada tovidia, clocking dreams in neon light Boom-box heart, kick drum thunder, we ignite French flows, English bars, hustle in the moonlight [Verse 1] J’suis sorti du vide, rien dans les poches, tout dans la tête On grind sous les sirènes, on écrit notre propre命ête 808 qui cogne comme un marteau, chaque pas on le frappe Du béton à la vitrine, on voit les chiffres et on les frappe I came from the gutter, now I’m shouting in the street Stacks growing in the corner of the night, concrete heat Voice tight as a vice, but ambition won’t retreat From nothing to the summit, we lace the beat with elite [Pre-Chorus] The city hums, we push through the smoke and chrome Whispers turn to roars as we step into our throne [Chorus] We rise from the ground, bass hits harder than doubt From nothing to power, we never bow out Street dreams delivered with a thunderous shout Concrete crown, we running this town, no drought [Verse 2] Ouais, j’mets le feu avec des mots qui claquent sur le beat Every setback a step, every loss a new elite Cœurs en acier, on grind sous les lampadaires Dark piano threads through the night like prayers to bright affairs We hustle in silence, then explode with a roar From the gutter to gold, always craving more [Pre-Chorus] The city hums, we push through the smoke and chrome Whispers turn to roars as we step into our throne [Chorus] We rise from the ground, bass hits harder than doubt From nothing to power, we never bow out Street dreams delivered with a thunderous shout Concrete crown, we running this town, no drought [Bridge] Snare snaps sharp, hi-hats swing like a streetlight fist Boombox bass vibrates, you feel it in your chest like this Dark keys weave through synth, a phantom skyline kiss Ambition dressed in chrome, we claim our genesis [Chorus] We rise from the ground, bass hits harder than doubt From nothing to power, we never bow out Street dreams delivered with a thunderous shout Concrete crown, we running this town, no drought [Outro] Night fades, but the hustle remains in our veins From nothing to empire, we tally the gains Keep the boombox loud, let the bass sustain We came, we saw, we conquer, stay in the lane