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Young Black & Rich

Monsoon Season

Reckless

what u want!

Decode (How Did We Get Here) - Hoodtrap

Decode

just a rush

I step in, silence cracks
Your ego burns, I carve from its ashes
Words die before they reach me
Your storm collapses, I stay intact

All your doubts drift away
I don’t bend, I don’t sway

Dead air, I claim this space
Pride crumbles, ashes trace the place
I exist, untouched by pain

I used to fold, I used to chase
Now I drift, a calm machine
Shielded only by myself
Nothing touches me, nothing unseen

You inflate, I stay hollow
Every word you throw turns shallow
I’m untouchable, airless
The only warmth is how little I care now

Dead air… dead air…
The only warmth is how little I care now…
Dead air… dead air… dead

PULL UP

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