Spliff Money Underground

[Intro]
Open your eyes
Dust on your shoes
Blood in your bite
You got nothing to lose (yeah)
[Verse 1]
No one gon’ save you
Cold world
Same news
Heart like a graveyard
Carry your own blues
Keep pushin’ through the panic
Sleep on the floor
Still manic
Pocket change
Broke habits
Turn hunger into havoc (yeah)
Spliff money underground
Pass it
But stay sharp
Whispers in a back room
Blade tucked by your heart
Fuck fake people
Smiles made of glass
They talk in circles
You talk in cash (cash, cash)
[Chorus]
Just make money
Get on top (on top)
Head down
Grindin’
Never stop
Fuck fake people
Cut that knot
Middle of the storm
Still runnin’ hot
Spliff money underground
I’m here
Fuck the system
I got no fear
No regrets
Scars in my mind
Just keep pushin’
Open your eyes
[Verse 2]
Cold calls
Late nights
Ink stains on your plans
Every “no” you ever heard
Still printed on your hands
They pray you stay small
You pray for rent
You turn that pressure
Straight into intent
Boots on the stairs
One step
Then another
If I say “family”
I’m talkin’ one brother
Fuck their rules
They wrote ‘em to win
We write new pages
Right out of our skin (yeah)
[Chorus]
Just make money
Get on top (get on top)
Head down
Grindin’
Never stop
Fuck fake people
Cut that knot
Middle of the storm
Still runnin’ hot
Spliff money underground
I’m here
Fuck the system
I got no fear
No regrets
Scars in my mind
Just keep pushin’
Open your eyes (open your eyes)

Aggressive underground trap banger with male vocals, gritty 808s and sharp hi-hats, tense minor-key bells. Verses are close and snarled, chorus explodes with stacked shouts and distorted ad-libs. Short, relentless arrangement that feels like a late-night grind anthem in a small, sweaty club., fake