Walking Away (Produced by King EF)

You Know (feat. Rich The Kid)

"That's A Wrap" - (Elevated Jayy x Prince Lockett x Sentinal)

3am In Cleveland (with Grizzy Hendrix)

Shadowbanned (with Grizzy Hendrix)

Hold Up (with Grizzy Hendrix)

Buckets

armed-truths

“Starved by the System” is me speaking directly to anyone who’s ever felt overlooked, underfed, or underestimated by the world around them. This track is about surviving off scraps while watching others get handed everything you had to fight for. It’s me telling my fans that the system doesn’t break you—it teaches you how to build yourself. I break down the pressure, the silence, the grind, the hunger that turns into precision and purpose. This song is my reminder that being starved sharpens your instincts, your intuition, your vision. It’s about turning deprivation into dominance, proving that when the world refuses to feed you, you learn to feed yourself—and you come back stronger, smarter, and unstoppable.

Starved by the System

Oh, hey... oh, hey now...

My daddy's daddy wore the same worn boots
Walked the same hard ground, pulled the same dead roots
And I'm walking in their footsteps, can't outrun the sun
I'm a son of a son of a son! 

Oh, hey, oh, hey now

My grandfather's anger lives inside my chest
His father's restless sorrow won't let me rest
We're passing down the burden like a loaded gun
I'm a son of a son of a son

Oh, hey, we all are!

We're stuck in a bloodline reprisal
We all strike the match and call it our survival
Breaking curses with our own hands' arrival
Burn the inheritance, rewrite the Bible!

I found my father's letters in a rusted tin
Read his father's words about the shape he's in
Same pain, different age, under the same burnin' sun
We're all sons of a son of a son

Oh, hey, oh, hey now

We're drinking from the well that made our fathers sick
Loving with the fists they used to throw and kick
But somewhere in this bloodline, something's got to give
We can't just die the way our grandfathers lived

Oh, hey, we've got to live!

We're stuck in a bloodline reprisal
We all light a fire, make it archetypal
For the ghosts and their damn denial
Wash me in the truth till I feel the tidal!

My brother's got the same broken promises I keep
My cousin's got the rage that won't let him sleep
We're scattered cross the country but we're cut from the same cloth
Tryin' to wash out the stain our grandfathers never got off

I met a man who said, "Boy, you look just like your kin"
I said, "I know, sir, that's the fight I'm in"
But I'm learning I can love where they could only run
I'm a son of a son of a son

We're stuck in a bloodline reprisal
Someone tell the old men it's about survival
For the sake of our sons and our sons' rivals
We're breaking the cycle, call it generational revival!

We're stuck in a bloodline reprisal
Someone sing it loud, make it our arrival
For the hurt and the long denial
Lay me down in a field of hope and let the healing go viral

Gather close now, feel the weight
We're the ones who change the fate
I'm a son of a son of a son
I'm a son of a son of a son
I'm a son of a son of a son

Son Of A Son

Svng!

One of the most prolific artists of our generation. PFV writes fast rap melodies and music dedicated to truth, fusing hiphop, electronic and rock.

Shadowbanned (with Grizzy Hendrix)

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