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Back to the paper, nah, cya later, Stackin' up these bands, I’m the money creator, Claim that you a player, but you fold like a traitor, In the shadows lurkin', I’m the ghost, no beta. Dark nights, cold fights, city full of fakers, Heart full of ice, I’m the one that they hate, bruh, Rollin' with the wolves, yeah, we feast on the weak, Silence in the streets, hear the truth when I speak. Cash rules, no fools, keep it tight, no leaks, Countin' all these blessings while you’re stuck in your peak, Life’s a game of chess, and I’m movin' like a king, In the dark, I rise, hear the pain that I bring. Never trust a soul, keep my circle so small, In the depths of the night, hear my enemies call, Got the heart of a lion, but I move like a snake, Back to the paper, no time for a break.