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(Verse 1) Yo, shadows lurk where the real ones dwell, Heart cold, ice in my veins, no fairy tale, Countin' up the scars, every cut tellin' stories, In this game of life, only trust the allegories. Late nights on the block, plotting moves like chess, Enemies lurkin', but I’m built for the stress, Countin' all my blessings, but I’m watchin’ my back, In this city of wolves, gotta stay on the track. (Verse 2) Every corner got a story, every street got a tale, Survivin' through the struggle, I refuse to fail, Whispers in the dark, yeah, they echo my name, But I’m a ghost in the night, never playin' the game. Got my mind on the hustle, eyes locked on the prize, In a world full of snakes, I can see through the lies, So I move with precision, like a knife in the mist, In this life of tension, it’s survival of the fittest. Verse) Yeah, I’m stepping in the game, got my mind on the grind, Heart cold like the winter, but my vision's so blind, Countin’ all these racks, yeah, I’m stacking it right, In the shadows of the city, I’m the king of the night. Came from the bottom, now I’m rising like steam, Every move calculated, living out my dream, Trust no one around me, keep my circle tight, Got the hustle in my blood, it’s my birthright. Enemies lurking, but I’m never gonna fold, Heart of a lion, and my spirit's so bold, Stayin’ true to my roots, but I’m reaching for the stars, Ain’t no limit to the hustle when you’re driving these cars. Keep the pressure on ‘em, got that hunger in my eyes, Never backin’ down, I’m the truth in disguise, Life’s a game of chess, I’m the king on the board, In this world full of noise, I’m the voice of the hoard. By Braydon Grissom I got more to but I got to get home before I can start to rap