"Close Range" — Jefe [INTRO] Funny thing about knives... You never see the ones held by people you trust [VERSE 1] I keep my circle tight but the grip keep slippin' Every smile in my face got me second-guessin' Used to think loyalty was blood, now I'm guessin' It's just proximity — who's close when you're flexin' Phone light up, I don't answer like I used to Every "congratulations" sound like "I'm usin' you" New money bring new faces, old ones see through But the ones who been around? They changin' too She. Tell. Me. That. I'm. Diff. Er. Ent. Success. Went. To. My. Head. She. Sent. But. She. The. One. Who. Switched. Up. When. Checks. Start. Ed. To. Spread. She. Bent. I'm the same, just aware now — told her straight She looked away, left the text on read, checkmate I don't trust easy but I trusted wrong Gave my loyalty to people who just played along Now I'm questionin' the ones I thought were strong Close range shots hurt the most, they don't miss long [CHORUS] Close range, that's where they aim it People you call family, they the ones who changed it Smile in your face while they rearrange it Knife in your back, but you can't explain it Close range, that's the betrayal Not from enemies — from the ones on payroll Not from strangers — from the ones who stayed close Close range wounds don't heal, they just stay, though [VERSE 2] I gave the shirt off my back, now they want the coat too Helped when they was down, now they actin' like I owe you Funny how the second you ain't useful, they don't know you I thought we was solid, turns out I was solo GotpeopleinmycornerjusttocheckmyblindspotsBut— whatifthey'retheones—causin'alltheblindshots?What— ifloyalty'sacostume—theycandropthenspot?What— ifcloserangewastheplan—fromthetoptheyplot— I see the signs now — the distance in the tone The way they hesitate when we alone The way they ask about shit they shouldn't have known The way they smile different when I check my phone I don't say nothin', just mental note the shift Some people show you who they are if you just sit I'm watchin' body language more than lips 'Cause close range daggers come in friendly grips [VERSE 3] I been betrayed by people I defended I been crossed by people I befriended I been sold out by people I invested And the worst part? They never think they did it They re— write his— tory, make— me the— villain Tell them— selves they— had a— reason— for the— killin' But I— was there,— I re— member— every— feelin' Every— promise— made be— fore they— started— dealin' Now I move different, guard up in the cut Can't let nobody close enough to know what's up 'Cause the ones who know you best know where to cut And close range execution don't need much I forgive but I don't forget the lesson Every betrayal just a blessin' in disguise Showed me who to trust when pressure testin' Now my circle small but it's the right selection [BRIDGE] They say keep your enemies close But what about the ones who were supposed to be the most? What about the ones who had a front-row post? What about the ones who knew you before the boasts? Close range hits different 'cause you let 'em in Gave 'em access to the parts you don't show to them And they used it, turned your trust into a weapon Now you questionin' every smile, every second [FINAL CHORUS] Close range, that's where they aimed it People I called family, they the ones who changed it Smiled in my face while they rearranged it Knife in my back, but I can't explain it Close range, that's the betrayal Not from enemies — from the ones on payroll Not from strangers — from the ones who stayed close Close range wounds don't heal, they just stay, though [OUTRO] I keep my circle tight now But I'm startin' to realize... Tight circles still got space for knives Close range That's the price of trust
