Cold Nights Made a King

[Intro]
Cold nights
Empty plate
Bare hands
Heavy fate (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Crawled out the gutter with frost in my lungs
Bite on the bullet, I sharpen my tongue
Everyone talk like they built what I done
I built it in silence, alone, on the run
Blood on my knuckles from breaking my limits
I came from the scraps, I was starving for digits
They prayed I would stay in the dark, I was timid
I turned to a storm when I finally admitted
I got
No halo, just hunger in my chest
Ice in my veins, steel under my flesh
Eyes on the gold, not a soul I address
Every handshake just a way to assess (watch ‘em)
[Chorus]
Cold nights made a king (made a king)
From nothing I carved this ring (carved this ring)
Cut ‘em off, let the phone don’t ring (let it ring)
Trust none, hear the war drum sing (war drum sing)
Cold nights made a king (yeah)
From the dust I became that thing (that thing)
They talk, but they all bowing in
End of the day
I win, I win
[Verse 2]
Look at my scars, that’s a list of my wins
Every bad break just a sharpened grin
I don’t need friends, they decay from within
Smiles on they face, but they pray for my end
I see the shift in they eyes when I rise
Hate in they throat every time I arrive
They want a favor, a taste of the sky
I want the throne and a seat when I die
Grind got me glowing, I move like a blade
Slide through the noise, every rumor will fade
They sold they soul for a like and a wave
I buried my heart, now I’m hard as a grave (too late)
[Chorus]
Cold nights made a king (made a king)
From nothing I carved this ring (carved this ring)
Cut ‘em off, let the phone don’t ring (don’t ring)
Trust none, hear the war drum sing (war drum sing)
Cold nights made a king (yeah)
From the dust I became that thing (that thing)
They talk, but they all bowing in
End of the day
I win, I win
[Bridge]
War in my head, but I walk like it’s peace (uh)
Hate in they chest, but they smile on they teeth
I don’t get touched, I don’t bend, I don’t plead
I plant my flag, make ‘em all concede (all concede)
[Chorus]
Cold nights made a king (made a king)
From nothing I carved this ring (carved this ring)
Cut ‘em off, let the phone don’t ring (let it ring)
Trust none, hear the war drum sing (war drum sing)
Cold nights made a king (king)
Crown heavy but it still fit clean (real clean)
Whole world gonna feel my sting
Last word written:
I reign, I reign (yeah)

rap, Aggressive dark trap with heavy 808s and skittering hi-hats, male vocals pushed upfront and gritty. Verses are double-time, knife-edge delivery over minimal, ominous synths; hook explodes into a chant with layered gang vocals and extra sub weight. Ad-libs echo in the gaps, quick drops before the hook for maximum impact, ending on a final, crushing stomp that feels like absolute dominance.