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Lyrics

[Intro - hazy synths fading in, low-pitched auto-tune ad-libs, confident half-rapped whispers]
Yeah... fuck everybody... nice ye flow, we takin' off...

[Verse 1 - bouncy 808 bass, crisp trap hi-hats at 140 BPM, smooth auto-tuned flow with punchy delivery]
Woke up feelin' like a king, crown heavy on the throne,
Haters talkin' slick, but they whispers turn to moans.
I built this from the dirt, no handouts, all my own,
Pocket full of dreams, now they stackin' like a clone.
They smile in my face, plot behind the scenes,
Jealous of the glow, chasin' shadows in my beams.
I curve 'em like a pitch, strike out every scheme,
Fuck everybody, I'm the captain of my team.
Rhymes hit like a blitz, quick wit, no delay,
They copy my style, but fade away like yesterday.
Nice ye in my veins, elevate, no decay,
Ballin' on these fools, watch 'em scatter in dismay.

[Pre-Chorus - rising synth stabs, layered ad-libs echoing "fuck 'em", tension build with snare rolls]
They want the recipe, but I ain't sharin' sauce,
Too salty with the hate, y'all just bitter, at a loss...

[Chorus - massive 808 drop, sidechained kicks thumpin', anthemic auto-tune hooks with gang vocals]
Fuck everybody, I'm good on my own! (On my own!)
Stackin' wins daily, turn haters to stone! (To stone!)
Nice ye forever, I'm chillin' in the zone! (In the zone!)
Bow down or get ghosted, this throne is my home! (My home!)
Fuck everybody, yeah, wave 'em goodbye! (Goodbye!)
Loyal to the vision, touch the motherfuckin' sky! (The sky!)

[Verse 2 - trap hi-hats trippin' faster, distorted 808 slides, aggressive double-time flow with breathy ad-libs]
Enemies multiply like roaches in the light,
I spray 'em with the bars, watch 'em scatter outta sight.
Fake friends flip quick, loyalty on a dime,
I cut 'em like a surgeon, precise every time.
Drippin' in success, they drownin' in their lies,
I rise like the sun, they stuck under gray skies.
Rhyme schemes too clean, y'all filth in the mix,
Fuck everybody, I'm fixated on the fix.
From the basement to the penthouse view,
They rented that applause, mine genuine, true.
No cap in my rap, every line comin' through,
Nice ye execution, leavin' lames in the queue.

[Bridge - breakdown with sparse piano keys and reverb vocals, slow chopped & screwed effect, building tension]
All that noise... fade it out... (fade out)
Just me and the grind... no doubt... (no doubt)
They scream loud... but I'm silent now...

[Chorus / Drop - explosive return of full trap beat, heavier bass rumble, distorted hype ad-libs stacking]
Fuck everybody, I'm good on my own! (On my own!)
Stackin' wins daily, turn haters to stone! (To stone!)
Nice ye forever, I'm chillin' in the zone! (In the zone!)
Bow down or get ghosted, this throne is my home! (My home!)
Fuck everybody, yeah, wave 'em goodbye! (Goodbye!)
Loyal to the vision, touch the motherfuckin' sky! (Sky high!)

[Outro - fading 808s and echoing hi-hats, pitched-down vocals repeating, smoky ad-libs trailing off]
Fuck everybody... nice ye... yeah... we out...