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Finger tweaking trynna cop a hat (Verse) Late night scheming, shadows creeping, Finger tweaking, got the heat, I’m never sleeping. Dark alleys whisper, secrets in the air, Hustle on my mind, yeah, I'm always aware. Countin’ up the paper, dreams wrapped in a cap, Eyes on the prize, no time for a nap. Enemies lurking, but I’m ready for the clash, Heart cold as ice, got that hunger, gotta dash. Flick of the wrist, I’m just tryna make a move, Life’s a game of chess, gotta stay in the groove. Streets raised me right, taught me how to adapt, In the city of sin, where the real ones trap. No fear in my chest, just a fire in my soul, Finger on the trigger, yeah, I’m ready to roll. Copped a new hat, but it’s deeper than the style, In this dark world, gotta walk that extra mile.
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Finger tweaking trynna cop a hat (Verse) Late night scheming, shadows creeping, Finger tweaking, got the heat, I’m never sleeping. Dark alleys whisper, secrets in the air, Hustle on my mind, yeah, I'm always aware. Countin’ up the paper, dreams wrapped in a cap, Eyes on the prize, no time for a nap. Enemies lurking, but I’m ready for the clash, Heart cold as ice, got that hunger, gotta dash. Flick of the wrist, I’m just tryna make a move, Life’s a game of chess, gotta stay in the groove. Streets raised me right, taught me how to adapt, In the city of sin, where the real ones trap. No fear in my chest, just a fire in my soul, Finger on the trigger, yeah, I’m ready to roll. Copped a new hat, but it’s deeper than the style, In this dark world, gotta walk that extra mile.