[Intro]

(You have a date with death)

[Chorus]

Pressure on they chest, got ’em foldin’ like a church

Say they got some smoke, boy, I’ll put you in the dirt

Say I’m from the burbs, but my life was full of hurt

Came up out the pain, had to bleed for what I earned

[Verse]

Talkin’ like they gods, but they running from the work

Actin’ like they demons, I don’t need a single word

People love to hate, but I'll see you on the curb

Said they movin' different, but they pockets lookin’ hurt

[Verse 2]

King without a crown, they still treat me like I’m first

I don’t chase rеspect, boy, that loyalty is earned

Try to takе my spot, that’s a lesson they gon’ learn

Everything they built, I could crumble with a word