(beat low, muffled) (footsteps / shuffling energy) Yeah… Uh… Yeah… (short pause) Ayo. (beat opens up slightly) Yeah… Uh. (DROP — NO WARNING) 🔥 VERSE 1 (tight, raw, no buildup, straight pressure) Broke as fuck, stomach hurt, still runnin’ my lane Young ngga pissed off, had somethin’ to gain I was movin’ too reckless, had shit in my brain If you wasn’t tryna eat, I ain’t knowin’ your name I was raised where the pain hit before the advice Learned early don’t trust shit, not even the dice Nggas talk that real shit but be foldin’ at night I was standin’ on ten when the pressure got tight I ain’t need no applause, I just needed a shot Nggas quit when it hurt, I kept goin’ a lot If I wanted that shit, I went harder for weeks Young ngga with rage and some scars in his speech (half-bar pause) Yeah. 🧨 BEAT BREATH (ad-libs only) Uh… Yeah… 💥 VERSE 2 (louder, grown, aggressive, no mercy) I was built in the struggle, I don’t crack, I respond You ain’t live what I lived, don’t speak on my bond I done lost real nggas, I carry that weight So my voice sound like war every time that I say it I was broke, pissed off, still swingin’ at fate Every loss made me colder, every win made ‘em hate Nggas want peace and comfort, I want progress and proof I don’t soften my tone, I deliver the truth I don’t smile for these cameras, I glare at ‘em Nggas talkin’ ‘bout pressure, I been had it I ain’t beg for respect, I took that shit raw Now my name hit the room and the whole shit pause (last line barked) THE WHOLE SHIT PAUSE. 🗣️ OUTRO (beat rides, ad-libs) Yeah… Uh… Fuck ‘em.
