LURK IN DA DARK

Late night creeping, shadows whisper in the dark, Heart heavy, but I’m grinding, leaving my mark. Block to block, I’m roaming, always on the grind, Otay the gang, Rasta Locos intertwined. Hustle in my veins, yeah, I bleed the streets, Every corner I turn, hear the echoes of defeat. Shout out to my ridaz, loyal through the pain, Mission on our minds, we’ll never be the same. Haters lurking close, praying for my downfall, But I rise like the sun, breaking through the wall. Moving with intention, every step a reflection, Life’s a game of chess, I’m the king in this section. Melancholy nights, but my spirit won’t break, Through the trials and the struggles, I’ll never forsake. In the heart of the city, where the dreams collide, I’m a soldier in this battle, with my crew by my side.