Black Benz, bad mood, bass kick, move lowww.

Talk less, take more, whole crew too cold,

No stress, no pause, I don’t lose control.

Big step, chest up, let the truth unfold.

I came up raw, no help, no hand,

Ten toes deep, still I stand like a man,

They switched, they ran, I stuck to the plan,

Now the name rings loud from the block to the land.

Fast lane, black tint, phone off, gone,

Bad past, big scars, still push on,

No love, no trust, I don’t stay too long,

One verse, one take, whole beat gets torn.

I don’t beg, I don’t fold, I don’t fake no smile,

Money talks, fake friends only stay for a while,

Heart been numb but the aim still wild,

I walk through pain with a king-type style.

Roll deep, speak less, eyes on the prize,

Cold truth in my chest, no sweet disguise,

They all want seats when the real one rise,

But they weren’t right there when the lows got high.

Big smoke, black coat, step in slow,

Low voice, deep tone, let the rhythm go,

Bad luck tried me, I said hell no,

Now I turn that pain into gold on the road.

No cap, no act, I’m built from pressure,

Cut ties fast, I don’t keep no leeches,

Whole life taught me cold-blood lessons,

Now every bar hits like street confession.

Backseat dreams in a coupe so clean,

Hard times made me move so mean,

I don’t chase fame, I protect my peace,

When the bassline drops, let the whole world freeze.