Hook)
Black fit, black rims, blackout lane
Smoke curl slow, let it hide my face
Dead talk cheap, I don’t entertain
If it ain’t about bread, don’t say my name
Cold eyes lit like a dashboard glow
Whole squad silent, we don’t move for show
Came from the dirt, got mud in my veins
Cross that line, you dig your own grave
(Verse 1)
Graveyard built me, I breathe at night
Fluorescent buzz under broken lights
No silver spoon, just grit and spite
Turned every loss to a sharper bite
Storm in my chest but it stay on mute
I don’t vent pain, I convert to loot
All black silhouette, step real smooth
Cutscene villain with nothing to prove
Trust thin glass, I don’t lean on it
Seen day-ones fold for convenience quick
I move quiet, let results speak loud
While they chase clout, I’m above that crowd
Bass hit low like a warning sign
Heartbeat synced to a darker grind
Faith in God but my guard stay high
You either build or you step aside
(Hook)
Black fit, black rims, blackout lane
Smoke curl slow, let it hide my face
Dead talk cheap, I don’t entertain
If it ain’t about bread, don’t say my name
Cold eyes lit like a dashboard glow
Whole squad silent, we don’t move for show
Came from the dirt, got mud in my veins
Cross that line, you dig your own grave
(Verse 2)
Night shift blood, I was forged in cold
Learned real fast who gon’ break or fold
No loud threats, just quiet resolve
When it’s time to move, problems dissolve
They flip sides like a cheap coin toss
I stay solid, take wins and loss
No long talks, just handled business
Energy dark but the vision vivid
Moonlight flash on a chrome detail
Every scar got a story to tell
Demons close but they stay in check
Now they fuel every move I set
Crew move ghost, no need to boast
We don’t bark loud — we control the coast
Play tough online, but in real life fold
I don’t chase fame, I chase control
(Final Hook – heavier)
Black fit, black rims, blackout lane
Smoke in my lungs, but my mind stay sane
Dead weight talk, it fade away
Only real ones eat at my table plate
Cold stare locked, no fear, no save
I don’t talk threats, I dig that grave
Came from the mud, now I reign in it
Night shift heart — I was made in it
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