Hook:
Don’t get smoked, keep your head out the clouds, stay woke,
paper tigers lurk in silk ties, they choke on what you spoke.
Don’t get smoked, eyes wide, move right when the lights go low,
keep your people close, your circle tight — that’s how the strong fold.
Verse 1:
I been through winters with no coat, city lights cold as glass,
counted losses in the rearview, learned the math from every past.
Folks smile like they family, but they steady switchin’ masks,
they press for trophies you ain’t seen then act surprised when you ask.
I don’t do panic, do the planning — chessboard, not a dice roll,
put a footprint where the vultures creep, heart tempered like a rifle’s soul.
Money whispers but respect hollers, keep the ledger inked in bold,
if they play for positions, check their hands — kings fold, pawns sold.
Hook:
Don’t get smoked, keep your head out the clouds, stay woke,
paper tigers lurk in silk ties, they choke on what you spoke.
Don’t get smoked, eyes wide, move right when the lights go low,
keep your people close, your circle tight — that’s how the strong fold.
Verse 2:
Street sermons from the stoop, preacher’s cadence in my lines,
scars narrate the sermons, every bruise a dotted sign.
I move like daylight when the alleys pray for rain,
calculated like a ledger, count my wins, subtract the pain.
They bet on climaxes and quick wins, I invest in long game,
got patience stitched in denim, patience feedin’ every claim.
If you hustle with a hollow heart, there’s a rent due on your name,
I keep credit with my conscience, never overdraft my aim.
Hook:
Don’t get smoked, keep your head out the clouds, stay woke,
paper tigers lurk in silk ties, they choke on what you spoke.
Don’t get smoked, eyes wide, move right when the lights go low,
keep your people close, your circle tight — that’s how the strong fold.
Verse 3:
Enemies in elevators, friendly smiles in the lobby,
they take pictures in the sunshine, sell the frames when nights get foggy.
I heard rumors round the corner, truth was half the cost,
if you bargain with your backbone, you’ll find what matters lost.
Stack lessons, not illusions, build a roof out of resolve,
every promise I collected had a clause I had to solve.
I move with measured thunder, let the static scrape and pause,
when the smoke clears, you’ll find me standing — proof of every cause.
Hook:
Don’t get smoked, keep your head out the clouds, stay woke,
paper tigers lurk in silk ties, they choke on what you spoke.
Don’t get smoked, eyes wide, move right when the lights go low,
keep your people close, your circle tight — that’s how the strong fold.
Outro
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See you when I see you
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