Tulsa King (Tribute)

*pounding* [Verse 1] twenty-five in the cage, flippin’ the page. “Form follows function,” that’s the code we know. This world’s gone soft, all TikTok and flex, [Chorus] Risin’ up where the game stay strong. “Everything’s a test,” From the strip to the dust, no bluff, Loyalty’s the hustle, that’s the real tough stuff. Ayo, hear the streets sing, feel the sting, *whistle* [Verse 2] “If you gotta ask who’s famous, they ain’t,” no time for the faint. Phones takin’ pics, this game’s all whack, Shots pop off, “There’s a line you don’t cross,” or you’ll sink in a pinch. Fam’s the muscle, the heart, the soul, [Chorus] Risin’ up where the game stay strong. “Everything’s a test,” Loyalty’s the hustle, that’s the real tough stuff. Ayo, hear the streets sing, feel the sting, [Bridge] “The answer’s always no ‘til you ask,” Play the game smart, put in that work. Through the smoke, the deals, don’t back down. ride or die. settin’ the clock. [Chorus] Risin’ up where the game stay strong. “Everything’s a test,” Loyalty’s the hustle, that’s the real tough stuff. Ayo, hear the streets sing, feel the sting, [Outro] From the NY streets to the plains out west, passin’ every test. A gangster with heart, a soldier with scars, Rulin’ the game, reachin’ for the stars.