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🎤 Name Don’t Fold [Chorus]   My name don’t fold, it’s carved in stone,   Earned my stripes through the nights alone.   Respect ain’t talk—it’s the path I chose,   Where the streets watch close and the real ones know.   Never played fake, never broke that code,   Walked through the fire with a heart full-grown.   You can test my soul, you can shake my zone—   But my rep stands tall. My name. Don’t. Fold. --- [Verse 1]   Welcome to the block where the legends are carved,   Every step got weight, every scar been starred.   Talk slick, walk slick—but don’t fake roles,   'Cause respect in my hood worth more than gold.   I came up where your word was your shield and blade,   Where a glance meant war and the truth got weighed.   Never snitched, never ran, had to learn from pain,   Now my rep like flame—it don’t dance, it reigns.   --- [Chorus]   My name don’t fold, it’s carved in stone,   Earned my stripes through the nights alone.   Respect ain’t talk—it’s the path I chose,   Where the streets watch close and the real ones know.   Never played fake, never broke that code,   Walked through the fire with a heart full-grown.   You can test my soul, you can shake my zone—   But my rep stands tall. My name. Don’t. Fold. --- [Verse 2]   Name ring bells when I’m not in the room,   ‘Cause my silence louder than your ego’s boom.   I protect mine like sacred ground on sight,   And I don’t chase fame—I command that light.   Seen brothers fall for stripes they never earned,   Flexin’ like kings with a crown still burned.   But I walked through the fire, came out with code,   Now my rep stand firm, my name don’t fold.   --- [Chorus]   My name don’t fold, it’s carved in stone,   Earned my stripes through the nights alone.   Respect ain’t talk—it’s the path I chose,   Where the streets watch close and the real ones know.   Never played fake, never broke that code,   Walked through the fire with a heart full-grown.   You can test my soul, you can shake my zone—   But my rep stands tall. My name. Don’t. Fold. --- [Verse 3]   I give salute to the real who kept it down,   Who ain’t blink when the system came to drown.   Reputation ain’t talk—it’s what you leave behind,   It’s the eyes of your kin, it’s your legacy’s spine.   They tried to shake me, break me, throw me in the cold,   But I rose from the silence with a heart too bold.   So write it in stone, not just bold in the scroll—   In my hood, I’m known, and my name don’t fold.