Текст песни
After the first hit — we ran this shit
Blew up too quick, now the cops on our drip
Crowd loud, lights red
Bass slap, we fed
Fake smiles, real shots
Snap vids, no thoughts
Drum kid Crashpad
Still cracked, still bad
Bass man GraveTone
Whole room, gravestone
Front ghost BackMask
Low-key, all task
We kings for the night
No rules, just fight
Red cups in the air, yeah the whole block lit
Everybody yelling “no cap” off the first big hit
Bodies on the floor, sweat mixing with the gin
Kiss stains on the walls where the night let us in
We was reckless, we was young, just chasing that buzz
Didn’t know the price tag sitting right above us
If the cops pull up, we just laugh and reload
That’s the city’s real beat — chaos in the code
Head rush, no brakes
Whole squad, no fakes
We lit, they jealous
Same hood, still reckless
Crashpad broke the kick
Made the speakers glitch
GraveTone shook the bass
Like “welcome to this place”
BackMask in the crowd
Deadass talking loud
Then sirens cut the vibe
Blue lights — whole street fried
Hands high, freeze frame
“Say your name” — same game
Dragged us out the backdoor
Still flex, still hardcore
Funny how the glow hits different
When you older, when you distant
All that noise we tried to chase
Now it’s echoes in the bass
We was dumb, we was loud
Made a legend from the crowd
Yeah, it burned — yeah, it made us
That’s the only way it saved us
Plastic dreams on every screen
But we came from what’s between
Still the grit, still the mess
Still alive — no regrets
No halos, no clean disguise
Just the truth behind the eyes
We was young, we was wild, we grew
Now the city runs with us — not you
