[Intro]
Sun leanin’ low on the chrome and glass,
City breathe slow when the sirens pass.
Same code written deep in the cracks,
Been here too long just to fall off track.
[Verse 1]
I was raised where the corners teach quicker than schools,
Old heads talk quiet, but the lessons be rules.
No shortcuts taken, every scar got a price,
Dice roll life, had to learn it precise.
I seen kings fall tryin’ to shine too fast,
I stayed ten toes, let the moments last.
Pressure in my chest, still I move with grace,
Every line hand-cut, no throwaway space.
They chase loud noise, I chase something true,
Still move with the ones that was there when I had two.
Empty pockets, full heart, full vision,
Now the whole block move when I make a decision.
[Chorus]
Still knockin’ down the strip, hear the truth when I slide,
Real ones feel the weight, see the proof in my stride.
I don’t talk for the crowd, I speak straight to the code,
If you know, then you know — this road chose who rode.
Still knockin’, every step got a bounce,
From the curb to the stage, made it count, made it count.
No gimmicks, no act, just the soul in the sound,
Been solid from the gate, still knockin’ right now.
[Verse 2]
I remember handshakes worth more than a deal,
Eyes tell stories mouths never reveal.
Patience in the grind, let the slow burn cook,
Every move calculated, every angle I took.
I don’t flex for attention, let respect do that,
Same fit, same walk, still sharp, still strapped with belief.
I don’t follow waves, I create my lane,
Paint pictures with pain, make diamonds from rain.
From cracked sidewalks to the city lights glow,
I carry every face that I lost on the road.
No filters on life, I deliver it raw,
This ain’t fast food music, this a meal for the soul.
[Chorus]
Still knockin’ down the strip, hear the truth when I slide,
Real ones feel the weight, see the proof in my stride.
I don’t talk for the crowd, I speak straight to the code,
If you know, then you know — this road chose who rode.
Still knockin’, every step got a bounce,
From the curb to the stage, made it count, made it count.
No gimmicks, no act, just the soul in the sound,
Been solid from the gate, still knockin’ right now.
[Bridge]
I ain’t rushin’ the crown, let it come when it’s ready,
Been heavy with the message, kept the vision steady.
They hear noise, I hear legacy talk,
Every bar got footprints from the streets I walked.
[Verse 3]
Now the young ones listen when the speakers breathe,
But I speak for the ones who been through the squeeze.
Ain’t about trends, it’s about backbone,
Stand tall even when you stand alone.
I give flowers to the past, still aim for the sky,
Learned pain don’t fade, it just teaches you why.
I move like tomorrow already seen,
Every verse a chapter, every hook a scene.
From the curbside dreams to the big-time nights,
I earned every step, every scar, every stripe.
[Outro]
Yeah…
Still here.
Still solid.
Still knockin’.
carltheboss101
