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Psych Ward Shit.

Right Here.

Certified Classic.

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Same hoodie, new mindset, deals in rotation 
Phone buzz once; that’s a real conversation
I don’t chase trends, I chase margin and patience
Every bar sound like a home renovation

Corner Office

[Hook]

Started from the bottom, made a U-turn near,
Now success look close in the rear.
Ain’t go up — I brought “here” down here,
Turned my lows to the new premiere.
Started from the bottom, that view got clear,
Pressure made calm outta fear.
Didn’t chase top, made top appear,
Now the ground feel like my atmosphere.

[Verse 1]

Bench warmers talk, but they never sweat,
I been buildin’ from the pain they forget.
Chrome tears dry on the silhouette,
Balenci walk through the rain — no regret.
OVO nights, still 2 A.M. shit,
Heart still heavy but the ice don’t quit.
They talk dreams, I just live that shit,
Made my name where the doubt don’t fit.
Curry with the aim, fuck luck, just skill,
Bron with the chase-down, climbin’ uphill.
Pain in my glass, I sip that still,
Told God chill — I’m fulfillin’ His will.

[Hook]

Started from the bottom, made a U-turn near,
Now success look close in the rear.
Ain’t go up — I brought “here” down here,
Turned my lows to the new premiere.
Started from the bottom, that view got clear,
Pressure made calm outta fear.
Didn’t chase top, made top appear,
Now the ground feel like my atmosphere.

[Verse 2]

Six-mode nights, still talk to myself,
Same mirror, same demons on the shelf.
Drake said “nothing was the same,” no help,
But fuck it, I learned how to heal myself.
Westbrook fast, no brakes, no cap,
Booker range, I don’t check the map.
Pain ain’t gone, I just dress that gap,
Still the same soul in a cleaner wrap.
Balmain patience, Chrome in my chest,
Lies in the room, truth never rest.
They want my calm, not the stress I digest,
Still fuck the fame — I want my breath.

[Bridge]

Still that kid they never believed,
Now the same ones quote what I bleed.
Views got better when I let it be,
Pain made profit, that’s irony.
Started from the bottom, I ain’t forget,
Still thank God for the nights I sweat.
They said “stay humble,” I ain’t done yet,
If you knew my lows, you’d call that flex.

[Hook]

Started from the bottom, made a U-turn near,
Now success look close in the rear.
Ain’t go up — I brought “here” down here,
Turned my lows to the new premiere.
Started from the bottom, that view got clear,
Pressure made calm outta fear.
Didn’t chase top, made top appear,
Now the ground feel like my atmosphere.

[Verse 3]

Heart on chrome, but I breathe that truth,
Balenci scars, no silver spoon proof.
They say “calm down,” bitch, I move uncouth,
My life’s too loud for a photo booth.
Bron in the lane, I define my grace,
Curry with the shot, I don’t miss my space.
Never left ground, just changed my base,
Now every fall feel like a chase.
Pain on gold, I’m addicted to climb,
Fuck what they think, I been on my time.
Started from nothin’, made lows sublime,
Now “here” ain’t up — it’s a frame of mind.

[Hook / Outro]

Started from the bottom, made a U-turn near,
Now success look close in the rear.
Ain’t go up — I brought “here” down here,
Turned my lows to the new premiere.
Started from the bottom, that view got clear,
Pressure made calm outta fear.
Didn’t chase top, made top appear,
Now the ground feel like my atmosphere.

We Near

Cypher (On the Mic)

After framing Spidey and Challenging your favorite web head to a duel via the Daily Bugle,  a new villain intends to take me down and emerge as New York's true hero. But my reputation will not be so easily tarnished. Find out how this tech genius fares against yours truly; and how an unknown source comes to tell me something that could be crucial to my future success ;) 

ILLUSION INTRUSION {Music Composed by Tommy Tallarico}

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Lyrikeren - Pen og Paper

this track highlights the significance of taking action instead of making promises.

IT AINT ENOUGH

No genres. Just sound and stories.
[I don’t respond to messages, too many frauds]

Producer / songwriter from Newcastle AUS

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