[Intro – moody synths, bells, rolling hats]

Yeah… they think they got me figured…

(Still countin’…)

But I’m still movin’ pieces…

Plug called last night, said the pack touchin’ down…

I ain’t pick up… too busy… still countin’…

[Verse 1]

I never lost a battle I wasn’t built to win

Eyes locked on the throne, crown heavy like sin

I never touched a brick in my life, swear to God that's facts

Whip it foreign, no VIN, ghost ride the pack, get the racks intact

Demons slide in my mentions, tryna hand me the pen

Mind racin’ circles, heart steady, no bend

Plug overseas, ship sink or swim, but the work never cap

Perky pop, vision blur, double cup lean like it's habitat

One foot in the streets, one foot dodgin’ the system

Two lives collidin’, no tellin’ which one I’m livin’

Opp slide through the bando, red dot dance, turn his fitted to a snapback

Trap phone blow, reload clips, turn a drought to a comeback

[Pre-Chorus – rising]

Breathin’ steady… bass hittin’ deep

They watchin' how I move, but they don't know the play

Countin' bands in the dark, let the shadows pay

Still countin'... still countin'...

[Hook – Control x Countin’]

I need control

Grip locked on the wheel, won’t fold

I built this from the mud, now the flowers bloom lethal

Pollen in the air, got opps sneezin', allergic to my people

Power pumpin’ through my veins, stone cold

Roots run deep, pull the trig, that's a funeral for the feeble

But why it still feel like it’s slippin’ from my soul?

I’m still countin'... bands on bands, but am I even legal?

[Verse 2]

Control ain’t handed out, it’s taken in the quiet

Countin’ wins at 3 AM while the block stay riot

Fake love vanish quick when the bag get vibrant

Loyalty flip like the switch on the siren

Mirror show a king, but the reflection got a different chain

Crack the glass seven years, bad luck my middle name

Snake eyes in the grass, cut ’em down to size

Then the real: I just chase the rise

Scale tip heavy, flip a nine to fourteen, need four more

Trap jump like Jordan, opps jump, get scored on the board

[Pre-Chorus – tighter mix]

Breathin’ steady… pressure build below

They watchin' how I move, but they don't know the play

’Bout to tip over, let it show

Still countin’… still countin’…

[Hook – stacked]

I need control

Grip locked on the wheel, won’t fold

I built this from the mud, now the flowers bloom lethal

Pollen in the air, got opps sneezin', allergic to my people

Power pumpin’ through my veins, stone cold

Roots run deep, pull the trig, that's a funeral for the feeble

But why it still feel like it’s slippin’ from my soul?

I’m still countin'... bands on bands, but am I even legal?

[Bridge – half-time drop]

They swore I’d crack… I rewrote the code instead

Echoes in my head from the things I said

One bar stretch long, push it till it spread:

I’m unbreakable, untouchable, forever ahead

They said I'd never make it out the trenches, look at me now…

Crown got spikes, sit down king shit or get crowned in the night

Blood on the chain, what a sight, still countin' under streetlight

Lie to the mirror one more time… “you good”… yeah right…

[Final Hook – line-by-line blend]

I need control…

I built this from the mud, now the flowers bloom lethal

Grip locked on the wheel, won’t fold

Pollen in the air, got opps sneezin’, allergic to my people

Power pumpin’ through my veins, stone cold

Roots run deep, pull the trig, that’s a funeral for the feeble

But why it still feel like it’s slippin’ from my soul?

I’m still countin’… bands on bands, but am I even legal?

[Outro – echoes / fade]

I need control… still countin’…

Locked in, no fold, stone cold… still countin’…

But why… why it still slippin’?

Bands on bands… am I even legal?…

Control… I need control…