L 7

(Verse 1) Back in the city where the shadows linger, St. Louis nights, got that pain in my fingers, Cash flow heavy, but the heart's still broke, Million-dollar dreams wrapped in a cloud of smoke. Fighting for respect, in these hood battles, Streets whisper secrets, but the truth's a rattle, Lost a few homies, they were down for the ride, Now I walk these blocks with my sorrow inside. (Verse 2) Life's a game, but the stakes are high, Every corner turned, it’s a chance to die, Gangster dreams, but the nights are cold, Chasing the paper, but the heart feels old. Back at it again, with the weight on my chest, St. Louis grind, never settling for less, Crazy in the city where the love turns to hate, Melancholic vibes, but I’m still holding fate. or