Stackin’ loot in the shadows, I’m a beast on the grind,

Stackin’ loot in the shadows, I’m a beast on the grind, Buildin’ walls, makin’ moves, yeah, I’m hard to find, Night falls, squad rolls, we’re a ghost in the storm, Fortnight on the clock, watch the chaos transform. Enemies lurkin’, I can smell their fear, Silent in the dark, but my vision’s crystal clear, Headshots, no doubt, I’m the king of the hill, Victory's the only option, I’m addicted to the thrill. Creepin' through the map, with a sniper's precision, Every move calculated, it’s a deadly decision, Lootin’ all the treasure, stackin’ up my wins, In this game of survival, only the strong withstands. Lights flash, gun blast, hear the sirens wail, Ghosts of my rivals, in the shadows they pale, One shot, one kill, that’s the life that I lead, Fortnight wins, man, it’s all that I need.