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I’m in the dark, in a place unknown, No way out in sight, but a path must be shown. If there’s none, I’ll build it, break through the wall, Waiting for the day I make the sunlight fall.

Pull up wit da gang we ain't playin no games. Got dem racks in my pocket, they know wat I claim. Haters keep watchin but they can't see me shine, I been grindin since day one, this success all mine.

Yo K O, hit the club right now, you know what I'm saying, we got that new wine flowing, everybody moving, everybody grooving, K O K, we gonna make it pop tonight, you feel me, we got that special line, that's how we do it right.

Look, I’m really in that field, seen shit you couldn't imagine. We slid on the sucker side and left it hot, no cap. Keep a Drake on me daily because I know how they wiggling. If you ain't caught a maneuver in the section, don't speak on my name.

Nigga know how we moving, keep a switch on the pole and the skis on my face. You caught him lacking at the store, we slide through, let it spray. Real active on these scripts, Southeast really the trenches, tell a nigga drop a pin and see how we coming.

Yeah, check in before you pull up on 7th Street, blood. We still out here throwing shots and dropping bags. Used to be broke, but now I’m in that Mercedes, paranoid but I’m ready. Free the guys until they all home, we ain’t never stopping for nothing.

I’m really through the shit these suckers claim they doing, moving silent through the section while we catch a maneuver. We keep a Drake for the wiggle, staying active on the block even after we slid. Free the gang until they home, we ain't never stepping down.

Niggas know I'm on that same shit, sliding with the Drac until the sun down. We up the score and keep the block hot, no cap. Don't speak on the gang unless you ready for that homicide. My palms itching for them racks while we dodging the county.