Released on October 17, 2025

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[Produced by Huey Evergreen]


[Verse 1: Tyze Nitro]

Popping off just like a bottle of xans, 4Negative, Tyze & Huey the plan

Make gold with every touch I make, shiny, diamonds riches got 'em from that

Durags and dreads, black and red, made a hard diss and left some nigga dead

Made him angry, was it something I said?

Fuck that shit, left them crimp and sped

Niggas tryna put me down, but I ain’t a dog

Can’t see my swag, nigga where is the fog?

Do this shit for me, it ain’t a job

I’m the best one here, the name you can't rob

Swag level high, Hi, It’s Ze, 25's the year, 4Neg all day

Give a fuck bout you, fuck what you say

Zeus on a mission, us niggas on craze

Black durag and and af1s, hit the DMC to the door we run

Pull up in a Enviro 400, decks doubled up

Getting all the racks, moment I seizing

Lord what I believe in, through the shine of cross I pray that you see it

Got it wet like a gas leak, give Bad B my address

And by the bed she undressed and she gon get some dick tonight

American urus leave my pockets empty, nigga fuck a tarrif

Leave Trump confuse a urinal for some piranha batshit

I'm fucked up in great shape, leave a hole her like a AK

I'm crazy like what they say but man on one like topping the database


[Verse 2: Waymann]

Been on a mission, loose cap fitted with them Jays out sitting

Held a nigga down and them pants came with him

Plate full of steak cause my load got bigger, made mo' figures

Moving like them addicts, nose for some gold now I’m moving real frantic

Telling all my folks one day they in mansions

Got a lil older now it’s me with a family

Money still bless me

Stomach still empty, snacking on niggas real late like it’s Wendy’s

Momma said most of us don’t make it to the twenties

5 years later I’m here and still standing, eclipse on the entry

Bend don’t break, you know we not the bank don’t loan out the tank

Swimming like them sharks for a bite out the face

The case went cold when I made it back home, no face at the store


[Verse 3: Huey Evergreen]

I'm killing it, the vibes villainous, you impotent

A probable arsonist also a lyricist

Beat maker, house shaker, wake up the dead make yah

Real sick and comatose over this overdose

It's rhymes really deep say hello to death like Adele

A style more underground like a demon that's born in hell, you'll smell it

Then you'll feel it before you hear it, the bullet has now pierced

Like Claire's I don't care for rappers hotter than the rapture like Tyze glow capture

Samurai slice n dice, My kunsanagi real nice it spit flames

I throw dames over the cliffs man I turn up this shit like hard drugs

Smother pugs cuz you know I'm sick, I'm finna puck, bitch and overflow the boat in the coast

Flood the shit out your home like Japanese niggas caught straight under my thunder dome