Dead Presidents & Demons

(Intro — calm, talkin’ low)

Yeah…

They only love you when the pressure make you dangerous.

A lotta people around me changed for survival…

I changed for war.

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(Verse 1 — smooth flow)

Back against the wall, now the wall got graffiti

Pain made a boss, now the scars look 3D

Mama said chill, but the trenches still need me

Friends turn ghosts when success get greedy

Ain’t no peace treaty, we was raised in survival

Had to learn loyalty and betrayal from rivals

Keep the steel tucked, conversations turn viral

Nowadays hate come disguised as a “brotherly” title

I seen real killers post quotes like disciples

Whole lotta snakes in designer and rifles

Everybody gang till the bills get final

Or that courtroom door close and the judge go silent

I was down bad, now my neck got climates

Cold-hearted stare, but my soul still vibrant

If I say it’s smoke, then the air get violent

Pressure made diamonds — and exposed who was hidin’

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(Flow Switch — aggressive)

Hold up—

Watch how the cadence flip

I came from the bottom where starvation lived

Now the whole team eatin’, that’s leadership

They throw dirt on my name, I made cement with it

Turn pain into power, now I benchmark with it

Dead presidents folded inside the mattress

Youngin’ had dreams but the hood turned savage

Now I walk calm ‘cause I mastered madness

Everybody tough till the light flash backwards

I don’t do threats, I let silence speak

Real bosses move low, we don’t hype the beef

If it’s pressure on sight, then it’s up all week

Had to learn every loss wasn’t meant for grief

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(Hook — melodic but hard)

I got dead presidents talkin’ to demons

Late night ridin’, whole city still sleepin’

Crossed too many bridges, now my heart got reasons

Can’t trust nobody when survival the season

Pressure on me, but I wear it like chains

Too far gone, can’t go back to the lanes

Everybody love you when they scream your name

But they disappear when the clouds bring rain

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(Verse 2 — darker, deeper)

Look—

I know pain like a language

Smiles turn fake when the money start changin’

Bro said “love,” then switched for the famous

Now I keep receipts like accountants and gangsters

Nightmares haunt me when the room go quiet

I done seen envy make the day ones riot

Some people die, some people survive it

Some people sell they whole soul just to hide it

I was broke, stomach hurtin’, sink full dishes

Now it’s foreign car lights and suspicious women

Funny how success make forgiveness different

Same people switched now actin’ like victims

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(Final Flow Switch — fast, cinematic)

No cap, I done bled for this

Every scar on my body got membership

They wanted me lost, now I level shifts

Talkin’ king status, not no regular shit

Ain’t no handouts, we took our route

Stayed ten toes when the lights went out

Now the whole crowd yell when the bass line bounce

But they wasn’t there when the rent ran out

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(Outro — spoken)

Pressure either crush you…

Or crowns you.

And most people?

They don’t survive to know the difference.