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500 Ways

catmobshit

Felon

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[Verse 1]
I wasn’t born with a title, I was born with a weight,
Had to learn how to stand straight while the floor still shake.
They stamped my name on papers before I could speak it,
So I grew up teachin’ myself what it really mean.

I watched men disappear, still breathe in the room,
Present but erased — like a shadow at noon.
I ain’t chase recognition, I been movin’ precise,
Every step calculated like I’m carv­ing it in ice.

They respect scars more than stories, silence more than cries,
So I let my actions talk — they fluent in replies.
If my name ever ring, let it echo from truth,
Not hype, not myth, just proof.

[Hook]
I don’t need a crown, I don’t need a throne,
My name carved in stone from the weight I hold.
They ain’t give me nothin’, I took control,
Legacy written in the paths I chose.
Yeah…
Name carved, not given,
Pressure made vision.
If I’m remembered at all,
Let it be for what I stood on — not the position.

[Verse 2]
I learned early power don’t announce itself,
It sit quiet, observe, then move by itself.
Loud men fade fast, real ones endure,
A long game mindset in a short life war.

I don’t speak on revenge, I speak on resolve,
How to stay solid when the truth dissolve.
I ain’t perfect, I’m honest — that’s harder to be,
In a world that reward the image over the thing.

If they erase my face, I still leave a trace,
Like fingerprints burned in the place I was raised.
I don’t fear being forgotten — I fear being fake,
So I carve every choice like it’s permanent slate.

[Hook]
I don’t need a crown, I don’t need a throne,
My name carved in stone from the weight I hold.
They ain’t give me nothin’, I took control,
Legacy written in the paths I chose.

[Bridge]
If tomorrow I’m gone,
Let the silence explain me.

[Outro]
They’ll ask who I was —
Point to the ground.

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