Biz payed dues now I’m seasoned with a flame crafted through the years every lyrics a name heartbreaks and loses carved out my mold I took pressure and turned into gold souther cultures and codes knowledge and values I’m brake the mold now flawless I own it every scar every sin accountable for my steps when I lose I win master of the pen architect of the phrase built from the struggle now I’m setting the stage leverage in my lane I maneuver with grace wisdom in my arsenal I’m ahead of the race no gimmicks just truth every bar is a blade cutting through the noise I’m in the storm they invade years in the game playing for keeps legacy in motion while the shadow un sleeps

leverage in my lane I maneuver with grace wisdom in my arsenal I’m ahead of the race no gimmicks just truth every bar is a blade cutting through the noise I’m in the storm they invade