مولد الصوت AI Joy بواسطة Fish Audio

Pull up in that black whip, stacking paper like it's nothing. Got them black shades on, black diamonds all on my neck. Counting bands in the back, while they watching how I flex. Million dollar moves, that's just how we living next.

Black whip pull up on the scene, stack them bands like it's nothing to me. Two mil in the safe, black ice on my neck, black leather seats when I'm riding through. Cha the drip when I step out clean.

streets aint safe no more niggs switching sides quick money make em forget who they ride with caught another opp slipping now he sleeping with the fishes yeah they know bout me in them trenches keep that iron close cause these streets vicious

We spinning back through the city and the tint too dark they can't see who in it. I'm on that grind, no stopping for nobody because the money calling. Keep your head low or get caught in the mix, it's just how the game go when you really moving.

I'm ripping through rhythms and flipping the system, my lyrics are dripping with venom and wisdom, I'm killing the rhythm while building the vision, my syllables spilling and filling the mission, they feeling the prison of skill that I'm giving them.

Pull up in that new whip, ain't nobody stopping me. Got them racks in my pocket, yeah I'm balling constantly. Haters try to front but they ain't got what I got. I stay winning, stay grinding, while they watching from the lot.

Pull up with the heat make em freeze when I blast through your defense like it's nothing see I'm different with the pen game got bars that'll leave you shook while you standing there looking basic my flow surgical precision when I strike you know it's fatal

Dancing through the night like stars in your eyes spinning round and round never stopping now feel the music flow through our bodies close together moving fast then slow memories floating up and down just like we used to do back then.