Dark nights, black truck, rain on the windows
Heart too cold, I got pain in my kinfolk
Big chains swing when I walk through the smoke
Everybody tough till the real ones approach
I came from the gutter where the wolves don’t sleep
Now the whole gang eat when the checks increase
Still got scars that the money can’t clean
So I move lowkey with a beast mentality
Back then they ain’t wanna hear my tracks
Now the labels call when the streams go mad
Too much cap in this industry rap
I bring war every time I attack
Two phones ring while I’m counting up bands
Eyes too sharp, I don’t trust these fans
Fake love coming with invisible plans
So I stay with the team and the game in my hands
Bassline dirty, make the whole block shake
808 kick like an earthquake
Blue lights flash when the bros escape
Whole squad move like a tactical raid
Run up, run up, bet they run when I step in
Big drip, black fit, everybody checking
Too fast, too clean, no way they catch him
I done turned pain into a lethal weapon
Skrrt-skrrt move when I slide through the lane
Big drum hit make the whole room shake
Jersey bounce when the hi-hats break
Too much smoke, make the whole place quake
Don’t test me now
Whole crowd jump when the bass fall down
Too much fire when I come around
King of the dark, yeah I hold that crown
Too much pressure inside my brain
Still go hard, never show that pain
Whole team lit when the cash campaign
Now the whole city scream my name
Quick steps when I dance on the beat
Heartbeat sync with the kick and the snare
Too gone, too wavey, way too rare
Whole room freeze when they see me appear
I got demons that I hide with fashion
Street code deep, this ain’t just rapping
Big energy every time I’m snapping
Crowd goes mad when the bass start crashing
Fast life, fast cars, dark ambitions
Big dreams came from hard conditions
Now the chains dance under bright suspensions
Still thank God for the life I’m living
Run up, run up, bet they run when I step in
Big drip, black fit, everybody checking
