Lil Dušan-Son (Official audio).

Verse 1: I'm the king of this shit, crown made of broken dreams, Fuck the fake love, y'all just memes in a fucked-up scheme. I spit venom, turn your whole crew to dust, Pussy ass rappers talk tough but they bust when I thrust. Stackin' racks in the trap, while you hatin' from the curb, Motherfuckers envy me, but I flip birds like a herb. Adrenaline pumpin', engine roarin' through the night, I own the block, bitch—your whole life's a copyright. Verse 2: We grind hard, get paid, fuck the pain away, Profane game, insane flames, light it up today. Middle finger to the sky, watch the haters decay, Real ones ride or die—y'all can fade away! Verse 3: Pull up in the foreign, exhaust poppin' like a Glock, Talk shit get hit, leave your ego on the clock. I'm a savage in the booth, carve my name in your chest, You soft as baby shit, I'm built different—fuck the rest. From the gutter to the top, clawed through hell's own fire, Bitches switch up quick, but my squad never tire. Pour another cup, toast to the villains who won, This rap game's my bitch, and I'm deep in it, son.