[Intro] (Fast ticking… distorted piano… heartbeat kicks in) Yeah… Two thousand fifteen… This where it almost ended… ⸻ [Verse 1] Couple years deep… now the stakes get higher… Dodgin’ bad deals… like I’m duckin’ crossfire… Young gun callin’… say he got a new play… I said “nah, not today”… felt it in my DNA… Something felt off… like the air too still… Like a cold chill creepin’… up before a kill… He wanted that move… said the money look right… I said “don’t go”… yeah I saved his life that night… Next day news hit… same block, same street… Yellow tape hangin’… where he was ‘posed to meet… Body on the pavement… chalk line in the sun… That could’ve been him… yeah my gut said run… ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] (Beat builds… faster hi-hats) That voice in your head… better listen when it talk… One wrong step… that’s your last walk… ⸻ [Chorus] Close calls… yeah we livin’ on the edge… One bad move… now you hangin’ off a ledge… Fast life spin… like a bullet in the dark… One wrong turn… leave a permanent mark… Close calls… yeah I seen too much… Death ride close… almost felt that touch… I ain’t no hero… I just knew that day… Sayin’ “no” kept death… one step away… ⸻ [Verse 2] After that I’m thinkin’… I’ma move alone… Give the kid some rope… let him run on his own… He got some cash… now he want a ride… I said “keep it low”… you wanna hide… What he pull up in? Big black truck… I’m like “you serious?!” man you outta luck… Shoulda grabbed somethin’ grey… blend in… disappear… Not a spotlight rollin’… everyone can hear… But it’s in my name… yeah every damn thing… Now I’m tied to… whatever chaos it Bring… Told him “don’t drive”… get someone legit… Next call I get? Young Gun took a hit… ⸻ [Verse 3] When my phone lights up… different kinda sound… Every ring I answer… makes my heart pound… “I’m in the hospital”… voice real low… “I got hit”… I’m like “yo… you good though?” Said it went clean through… just flesh and fat… Now I’m thinkin’ ‘bout that truck… where the fuck it at? ⸻ [Bridge] (Beat drops… eerie piano… slow) Bullet holes… through the side like Swiss cheese… Blood on the seats… yeah it brought me to my knees… Dash got hit… engine barely breathin’… This what comes… with the life you believe in… ⸻ [Verse 4] Pulled it back home… yeah I seen what was done… Damage was bad… from that 45 gun… Then I find out… he still owed on that note… Now I’m like “nah”… yeah this ain’t what I wrote… Called young gun up… said, we’ll sit this truck… Engine blown out… it’s probably good luck… If it sits here long… cops might not vent… Every day it’s parked… is time well spent… They never came… yeah they left it to die… Two years passed… just rust in my eyes… Finally scrapped it, crushed it to dust… Buried that chapter… in metal and rust… ⸻ [Final Chorus] (Full intensity… aggressive delivery) Close calls… yeah I walked that line… Seen death close… more than one time… Tried to play smart… every move the same… But sometimes it turns… to a reckless game… Close calls… yeah that’s all it takes… One wrong move… that’s a life that breaks… I started seein’… what this life would cost… And every close call… felt like I lost… ⸻ [Outro] (Beat fades… slow piano… distant sirens) Yeah… That truck… That night… That call… Shoulda been the end… But it wasn’t…
