$CAR

Pulled up clean, paint drippin’ like a waterfall, Pockets so deep they echo when I make a call, Prada on the lens, yeah, the frames stay frosty, Ice in my chain, got the night lookin’ glossy. Moves like chess, but I’m playin’ with the king piece, Every bar heavy, make the weak ones decrease, Gas in the tank, now my dreams run the street, Every beat’s a feast — and I’m here just to eat. Step in the ring, I’m the storm they ain’t ready for, Bars cut deep, leave a scar they can’t steady for, Chain swing heavy, like I’m draggin’ a weapon, Name on the block, got the whole hood steppin’. No peace talk, I let the mic do the violence, Flow too sick, leave the opps in silence, Crown on my head, ain’t no man gonna take it, Pressure so high, weak rappers can’t fake it. Forbidden castle album