Cold collection

(Hook)
Black gloves on, fingerprints gone
Engine low when I slide through dawn
Cold breath smoke in the parking lot
If it ain’t about money, it ain’t my thought
Dead weight talk get cut off quick
No loose ends, I don’t politic
Came from the mud, now the mud my throne
Play with the pack, you die alone
(Verse 1)
Built in the dark where the lights don’t stay
Learned real fast how the real don’t play
No loud moves, I don’t entertain
I let pressure rearrange your frame
Heartbeat steady like war drums pound
Eyes stay calm when the wolves surround
They bark loud but they don’t advance
I move once — that’s your last chance
Trust thin air, I don’t breathe it in
Most fold quick when the stakes begin
I seen day ones turn strangers fast
Now my circle tight like a closed casket clasp
All black fit like a burial code
No wasted words, just heavy load
They chase hype, I chase control
Built my name off a colder goal
(Hook)
Black gloves on, fingerprints gone
Engine low when I slide through dawn
Cold breath smoke in the parking lot
If it ain’t about money, it ain’t my thought
Dead weight talk get cut off quick
No loose ends, I don’t politic
Came from the mud, now the mud my throne
Play with the pack, you die alone
(Verse 2)
Graveyard lungs but I breathe real slow
I don’t rush, I just let it go
Ten steps ahead when the board get set
Every move clean, no loose threats
They switch sides like a weak spine bend
I stay solid till the very end
No loud threats, no extra talk
I just walk in and chalk the walk
Moonlight flash off chrome detail
Every scar just another scale
Pain turned iron inside my chest
Now my silence the thing they stress
Demons near but they stay in line
I don’t break, I refine
Pressure cook till the steel get tough
You either built or you not enough
(Final Hook – darker)
Black gloves on, no prints left
Cold heart beat in my chest
If it’s war, I don’t send a text
I send silence… and collect

Heavy 808 Bass,Rap,Hip-Hop, Trap,Gangster,Dynamic/Versatile-Flow,Fast Triplet-Based Rhythm,Catchy