I only tried to pull, people
I never stayed, the rest, everything, weaponized
Corner with a low ceiling, dirty bass hitting like a street machine, no fake love, I don't buy that scene, I don't
Keep my circle cut sharp and clean, engine talks rough when the pedal gets pressed, gold on my wrist but
I don't know the test
I lost my sleep just to build my best
Underground mood with a heavyweight sound
Windows all black when
I slide to town
They tried to pull me but
I never stayed down
Now my name moves without a crown
Cold road, hot blood, fire in my chest
I don't need luck
I just outworked the rest
Every fake friend turned into a lesson
Every late night turned into a weapon
Tires cut
I was one hungry
I don't want to make a black coat
Pass on with a demonized tone
I made my lane when
