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Yeah, I got demons in designer, Versace on my back

But my baby need his dada so I keep myself intact

They want me gone, want me weak, want me down on the floor

But I'm that motherfucker who survives, always coming back for more

Gucci tears, Prada pain, but I'm dripping in this life

Addictions try to cut me but I'm sharper than the knife

Little man watching daddy turn the struggle into cash

Turn the poison into power, turn the trauma into stacks

Fendi bags hide the scars, champagne drown the screams

But I'm his king first, mine second, building up his dreams

I'm still here, still that motherfucker, crown heavy but it's mine

Fight the bottle, fight the pills, fight the hands that cross the line

For my son I'm bulletproof, yeah I'm holding down the throne

They can't break a king who bleeds but never falls alone

System trying to cage me, hands dirty, trying to steal

What I built from broken pieces, every scar is what's real

They want me on my knees but I collect 'em like my jewels

Take their money, take control, rewrite all the fucking rules

Pop a vice to feel alive, then I pop right back to work

'Cause my baby's counting on me, can't afford to go berserk

I'm the realest in this game, no competitor can touch,

I'm the one who costs too much

Gucci armor, prada strength, every breath is for my son

Turn my mess into a kingdom 'til this battle's finally won

I'm still here, still that motherfucker, crown heavy but it's mine

Fight the bottle, fight the pills, fight the hands that cross the line

For my son I'm bulletproof, yeah I'm holding down the throne

They can't break a king who bleeds but never falls alone

Little king needs his warrior

So I suit up every day

Fuck what they say, I'm that legend

Dad doesn’t fade away

Yeah, I'm breathing

Still competing

Still his hero

Still here, still here