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Lyrics
Yeah.
Section 8 to the penthouse, you know the vibe.
Whack 'em.
(Cook it up,June) I’m the one they gotta call when the pressure get real (Facts)
Hundred-round drum, I ain't making no deal
I just put a switch on a brand new glizzy
Spinning the block till the driver get dizzy
I’m really a mogul, I’m really a threat
I’m collecting the interest and keeping the net
I just put a ten on a young head
Now he ducking and diving and wishing he fled (Go!)I’m the trendsetter, the go-getter, the soul-stealer
I’m a cold-hearted, gold-plated, drug-dealer
But I’m corporate now, so I’m moving with grace
But I’ll still put a hollow point right in your face
I’m 4PF-minded, my pockets are swollen
The watch on my wrist and it’s never been stolen
I bought it in cash, I don’t deal with the credit
If I said it, I meant it, you know I’m the credit!
I’m watching the feds while I’m watching the clock
I’m keeping the keys and I’m keeping the lock
My "Mrs. Trendsetter" she rocking the Prada
I’m counting the pesos, I’m counting the nada
Wait—actually, count up the millions
I’m building the legacy, feeding the civilians
But don’t get it twisted, the monster is active
The lifestyle is flashy, the danger attractive I’m a street legend, check the credentials (Check 'em)
I’m moving in stealth, I don’t use the essentials
The block is on fire, the city is mine
I’m ahead of my time, I’m ahead of the line
She a trendsetter, I’m a world-beater
I’m a heavy-hitter, I’m a soul-heater
They tried to erase me, I drew it in ink
I’m the one that they love, I’m the missing link!
Details
GeneratedJan 10, 2026
Duration1:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
Modern Atlanta Trap, Melodic Southern Hip-Hop, Dark Cinematic Piano, Fast 148 BPM, Heavy 808 Bass, Rapid Hi-Hats, Atmosp
Credits
Prompt byJazzyTune67
ModelAria v5
