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(Intro)
Raised by silence, trained by pain,
Loyalty burned — now I bleed in flame.

(Verse 1)
Momma cried, I was five with no lights on,
Learned to fight shadows ‘fore I turned the mic on.
Hunger pains taught me more than a priest could,
Bible full of blood, tell me where peace stood?

Teachers said I’d die, never leave the hood,
Now I drive by slow, just to see if they good.
Cops beat my cousin, judge gave him ten,
He was fifteen — tell me, who the fuck sinned?

My daddy left, but the street showed love,
Till they pulled steel, now he’s floatin’ above.
I buried hope next to dreams I killed,
And poured out liquor for the blood I spilled.

They said “trust God,” but he ain’t write back,
So I trust this Glock with a chrome kickback.
If loyalty’s gone, what’s left to lose?
Just a man with a past and some old war shoes.

(Verse 2)
Fake smiles turn to blades in my sleep,
Now I move silent, scars run deep.
I seen homies flip like coin toss games,
Now their names just smoke in memorial flames.

They ride Benzes but rent respect,
Talk about pain, but never felt the wreck.
I came from roaches, gunshots and mold,
Turned every bruise into platinum gold.

Media paint me like I’m born to sin,
But I bled for this — where should I begin?
I’ve seen prayers rot in alleyway drains,
While devils wore suits and profited gains.

Feds plant dope, then kick your door,
But the church stay quiet, just prays for more.
So I built my faith from bullet shells,
And made a home in my personal hells.

(Chorus x2)
Born in the fire, I ain’t made for peace,
Loyalty’s dead, now the wolves unleashed.
Trust no soul, I just trust my piece,
Heart went cold — now I feast with beasts.

(Verse 3)

They watch my rise with envy in glass,
Smile in the front, talk shit when I pass.
I built mine from bricks they threw,
Now I stand tall while they lie in dew.

Gold on my wrist, pain in my stare,
Still feel broke, though I breathe in air.
Champagne toast but the blood don’t fade,
You can’t erase war with a Louis suede.

They want my crown but can’t wear this weight,
This throne got bodies and a cursed fate.
Every friend gone — some dead, some switched,
So I ride solo, my circle’s stitched.

I don’t fear death, I sip it slow,
Every night’s a prayer with a chrome halo.
Tell ‘em I came with hell in my lungs,
And left with peace when the last breath sung.

(Verse 4)

No love left — I buried that deep,
Right next to dreams I no longer keep.
Talk cheap, but my life cost stacks,
Every scar I got paid in blood contracts.

They mimic pain, I embody it raw,
Raised by wolves that obey no law.
They scream gang, but fold when it’s time,
I seen lions starve just to watch them climb.

Bitches love the image, not the war I bled,
Wanna touch my soul? Better crawl through dread.
I walk in smoke where angels choke,
My truth too loud — it don’t need to be woke.

So fuck their likes, and fuck their views,
I spit for ghosts, for my dead-ass crews.
Final breath? Might be mid-verse spoken,
But long as I’m here — the code ain’t broken.

(Outro)
Grave full of kings — I’m the last that spoke,
Left my truth in flames, let the silence choke.

Ashes of Loyalty

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Fly Fly

He’s the type that lives online because he can’t survive in the real world.
No real ID. No real face. Just stolen pictures and fake promises.
He plays the role — smooth talker, sweet messages, fake emotions —
knows how to say just enough to keep them hoping, dreaming, believing.

He don’t got a job, a grind, or a purpose.
He lives off lies like it’s currency, finessin’ vulnerable women like it’s a career.
This man convinced your ex-wife to send $2,000 to a ghost.
No meetups, no real conversations — just a digital illusion.
Probably sittin’ in his mom’s basement, rockin’ WiFi from someone else’s network,
living off the sympathy of strangers and the hard-earned money of women he manipulates.

He’s not just a fraud — he’s a parasite.
One of them emotionally bankrupt clowns who feed off broken hearts.
He never cared about her.
He saw an opening, a woman in pain, and used it like a weapon.
That money? It wasn’t for survival.
It was for ego. For control. For greed.



“Never Took Nothin’”

Pocket Change hits like a mirror held up to desperation.
It’s not just a diss — it’s a statement on what happens when hunger turns hollow. im not bragging; im diagnosing.

The sound sits in that dark-trap pocket — slow swing, sub-bass breathing heavy, piano notes flickering like streetlights. Every bar walks the line between calm and contempt.
You’re counting respect while they’re counting coins.

The title works double: pocket change as the scraps they chase, but also how i changed my pockets — moved from survival to sovereignty.

It’s the track that says: I don’t argue with imitators; I invoice them.


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