Big stepper in the city, they know,

[Verse 1 – Noizy style] Big stepper in the city, they know, Albanian blood still cold like snow, Back then I was broke, had to flip that low, Now I got shows from Dubai to Rome. OTR, that's family code, Couple youngers still ride for the zone, Too much drip, they copy my tone, They pray I fall, but I’m deep in my zone. Gold on my neck, that’s standard, My team too real, no actors, Used to roll deep with the bangers, Now we toast life with the bankers. Ayy, they don’t know pain like we do, Still see ghosts when I ride through, From a dream to a jet, that’s eagle, Now I got haters in every view. [Verse 2 – D-Block Europe style] Tell her, “Baby, don’t stress, I’m good,” Still got packs in the back of the hood. Used to juggle that weight like gym, Now I sing hooks with a bottle of gin. She love when I flex that chain, But she don’t know the nights of pain. On the M-way switching lanes, Thinkin’ ’bout bro when I see that rain. I was down bad, had nothin’ to show, Now the show money cover my clothes. From Lewisham back to the 6-0-6, We get lit, get rich, no tricks. Never fold, never snitch, no mix, In the trap with the bros, no pics. She want vibes, she don’t want love, Told her slide, but I don’t do hugs. [Chorus – Hook Repeat] I came from the dirt, now I’m fly like eagle, Whole team winnin’, we don’t do equal, Money on my mind, no time for the feeble, All black whip, two sticks, no diesel. OTR on the chain, that’s lethal, In the club with my Gs, no people, From Tirana to ends, it’s global, Big boss step, no cap, no focal.