[Intro] Yeah Late nights One shot Watch this [Verse 1] I was on the bench, same jersey, different mission They were talking dreams, I was talking repetition Every miss replayed in my head, slow motion Turned every brick that I laid into devotion Up early, lights off, lungs burn They sleep, I sweat, my turn You pray for the moment, I plan for it You hope for a lane, I ran toward it (hey!) [Chorus] Black Mamba mentality I don’t fold, I don’t break, that’s reality Whole world on my back, that’s a salary I turn pain into points, that’s my alchemy Black Mamba mentality Cut deep, cold eyes, that’s fatality If I said I’mma win, that’s a fact to me I don’t need your applause, just a challenge, please [Verse 2] Hands cracked up from the work, still I’m lacing You just want the crowd, I just want the foundation They cheer for the shot, I’m addicted to the drill Same move, thousand times, till it hit how I feel Miss? Then I’m back to the spot, reset Scoreboard lying if I ain’t bled yet Legacy ain’t luck, that’s layers Built from every lonely night and quiet prayer (oh yeah) [Chorus] Black Mamba mentality I don’t fold, I don’t break, that’s reality Whole world on my back, that’s a salary I turn pain into points, that’s my alchemy Black Mamba mentality Cut deep, cold eyes, that’s fatality If I said I’mma win, that’s a fact to me I don’t need your applause, just a challenge, please [Bridge] Who gon’ guard me? Doubt? I cook that Fear in my lane? I push that Clock tick down, that’s my language Pressure in my veins, I manage [Chorus] Black Mamba mentality I don’t fold, I don’t break, that’s reality Whole world on my back, that’s a salary I turn pain into points, that’s my alchemy Black Mamba mentality Cut deep, cold eyes, that’s fatality If I said I’mma win, that’s a fact to me I don’t need your applause, just a challenge, please

rap, Aggressive East Coast trap-leaning beat, dark piano stabs and menacing strings over hard-hitting 808s and crisp hats. Male vocals with sharp, percussive delivery; verses tight and direct. Hook explodes with layered gang vocals on the title line, subtle vocal chop answering the last bar. Final chorus rides out over filtered drums and rising synth drones for a triumphant close.

Black Mamba Mentality