Lyrics
[Hook]
B.L.A.C.K. Will, that's me, motherf—
808s knockin', make the speakers suffer
Name in the streets, no need for a buffer
Born to the grind, ain't no other, ain't no other
[Verse 1]
Born to two players, hustlin' in the heat
Learned the game early, never faced defeat
Back alleys taught lessons, concrete my seat
Pavement my teacher, my classroom the street
[Verse 2]
Raised by the wolves, teeth sharp, no leash
Natural-born killa, I feast on the beast
Survival my religion, my priest is the East
Blood on my hands, but my soul's still at peace
[Hook]
B.L.A.C.K. Will, that's me, motherf—
808s knockin', make the speakers suffer
Name in the streets, no need for a buffer
Born to the grind, ain't no other, ain't no other
[Verse 3]
I got street cred, test me, you'll see
Respect ain't given, it’s taken for free
Roll solo, no cap, no crew, just me
Shadow in the night, sharper than a key
[Bridge]
Echoes in the alley, whispers of my name
Legends in the dark, none play the same game
I’m the dealer, the player, the one who’s to blame
King of the hustle, Blackwill's the flame
Style
heavy 808sdark and grittytrapnaturalmale vocalsrap
Prompt
Blackwill
Rap 808 trap
Hook
B.l.a.c.k will thats me motherfucker
Verse
Born 2 players, who only knew how 2 hustle
Verse
Raised by the street
Verse
Natural born killa
Verse
I got Street cred try me
Credits
Prompt by
blackwill
blackwillGeneratedAug 23, 2025
ModelAria v4
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