Текст песни
City lights blink, streets don’t sleep
Shadows creep, drama runs deep
Crown heavy, I’m the kingpin's heir
Enemies plotting, they can’t compare
Breathe fire, the block turn magma
Hands move quicker than a phantom's mantra
Hood sermons, the preacher done flipped
Church bells ringing while the trigger finger twitched
Saints in the row, we the last ones standing
Outlaws on a mission, never crash landing
Heavy bass thumping, hear the war cry pounding
We rise, we ride, where the chaos sounding
Gold chain swing like a pendulum clock
Time don’t stop, this grind unlocks
Double-barrel words, vocab explosive
Every syllable sharp, my tongue corrosive
Flick the wrist, turn dirt to gold
Blueprints sketched on a mind that’s bold
Midnight maneuvers, moonlit schemes
Money in the duffle, loyalty redeems
Ain’t no peace treaty, just silent wars
Counting scars, while they settle the scores
Grip tight on the wheel, the tires burn
No reverse, only forward turns
