No Worries

(Chorus)

No warnings, we slide in the night

Blacked out whip, no plates, no light

Talk on the net, but they ain't on sight

Ops too loud, now they pay that price

(Verse 1)

Step with force, no fear in the booth

Heart too cold, and my blade got truth

Eyes on bread, not fame or views

If it’s war, then it’s war, no truce

Grew in the ends where the silence speaks

But the stick still talks when we’re out on creeps

Hooded up deep where the shadows meet

If I back this ting, that’s a real man’s sleep

(Chorus)

No warnings, we slide in the night

Blacked out whip, no plates, no light

Talk on the net, but they ain't on sight

Ops too loud, now they pay that price

(Verse 2)

Don’t flex with a mask if you ain't on drill

Gassed online, but you ain’t got skill

Caught one lackin’ near old mill

Now the feds tryna trace that still

Ten toes down in the devil’s lane

But my soul won’t sell for a little bit of fame

Out for the crown, not chasing names

Got fam in the dirt, I ain’t playing no games

(Outro)

It’s cold outside but my heart still colder

Weight on my back, I ain’t foldin’ over

Eyes on the prize, every day I’m older

Drill in my blood 'til it's game over

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Want it with a specific theme or UK/NY style?