Five Stars on the Underworld
Lyrics
Intro
engine revs under club lights
Five stars on the underworld
Heli searchin’ in the sky, do a U-turn
Mask down, chrome flash in the moon glare
Say a prayer, then I park it on the rooftop chair (yeah)
Verse 1
Step out the crib like a loading screen
Minimap glow in my head, know the whole damn scene
Garage full of dreams in metallic paint
Got a chrome widebody lookin’ like a saint, but it ain’t
Penthouse view, red dots on my phone
Contract hit, new text, different tone
One voice gravel, one cold like chrome
Third one laughing, say “Let’s send him home” (ha)
Pull up to the block where the NPCs stand
Same cheap shirt, same bag in hand
I walk through, chain swing, no fear
In my head a cursor floatin’ over who disappear
Cop cars ghosted, they don’t see my plate
Bribed half the city, that’s a casual day
Gloves in the dash, mask in the seat
If the job goes sideways, we just reload the scene
Chorus
This that five-star life in a three-block radius
Chopper lights flash but they ain’t never taming us
Side quest sex, main quest rage
Whole damn city just a glitch in my veins
Save point stashed in a strip-club basement
Lap dance perfume, handgun adjacent
Every new mission just a line of code
Drive-by dreams on a one-way road
Verse 2
Main voice talk tough, “Kick the door, no doubt”
High voice snarl, “Make him scream that route”
Low voice whisper, “Hit the safe, then bounce”
Three heads in my skull, all fight for the count
Walk in the club like a heist pre-brief
VIP cordoned by the gold-tooth chief
He knows my jacket, knows I don’t dance
I just scroll through faces, pick targets at a glance
Neon menu of dirty deals in the back
Pick “Escort”, “Assault”, “Hijack”
Hit confirm, little beep in my brain
Next scene, I’m speedin’ through a hard rain
Crash that whip off the ramp on the pier
Glass in my hair, but the wheel still steered
Passenger seat, model lookin’ too bored
Says, “You rich?” I say, “Girl, hit the scoreboard”
Chorus
This that five-star life in a three-block radius
Chopper lights flash but they ain’t never taming us
Side quest sex, main quest rage
Whole damn city just a glitch in my veins
Save point stashed in a strip-club basement
Lap dance perfume, handgun adjacent
Every new mission just a line of code
Drive-by dreams on a one-way road
Bridge
beat filters, heartbeat kick
Gravel voice: “I’m the one they call boss”
Sharp tone: “I’m the one don’t cross”
Low growl: “I’m the ghost in your loft”
Three tones layered when the safety pop off
See the wanted stars stack in my sight
One… two… three… yeah, we love that light
Four… five… city start to rage
Every alley like a theatre stage
Verse 3
I got a yacht like a palace in the bay
Helipad top, main chick in lace
Side chick tanning on the rear deck rail
Both know the deal, keep quiet, stay pale
Phone buzz, new icon on the screen
Masked icon, skull face, new scheme
Race through docks past cranes and chains
Slide through smoke, tires sing, no brakes
Checkpoint midair off a bridge so high
If we miss it, fine, we just re-try
Life feel scripted but the cash too real
Brick of blue bills in the glovebox seal
At the mansion gate, auto-aim in my hand
If a rival spawn in my field, he bland
I don’t talk fair, I don’t talk peace
I talk silent entry and a quick release
Chorus
This that five-star life in a three-block radius
Chopper lights flash but they ain