

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Cold air Dry mouth Heart loud Crowd out [Verse 1] Came from a room with the paint peeled off Now the doors swing wide when I breathe, that’s law Whole block talk like they wrote my plot But they never saw the nights I was praying I’d stop Teeth on edge from the pressure I chew Turn that fear into fuel when I step in the view Got a chip on my name, that’s a medal to me Every scar on my face is a level to beat (yeah) [Pre-Chorus] Who gon’ tell me “wait” now? Who gon’ dim this flame down? Every “no” that they gave Turned stone in my veins Feel it weigh, feel it weigh now [Chorus] This a throne made of pressure, I don’t fold (I don’t fold) Turn the weight to a weapon, watch it blow (watch it blow) If you ridin’, better say that If you doubted, better stay back We the ones, we the ones, let ‘em know (We the ones, we the ones) let ‘em know (We the ones, we the ones) let ‘em know Gang talk, one voice, that’s the code [Verse 2] Thought I’d drown in the silence and small talk Now my name in they mouth like a hard cough Switch pace, let it drag, then I run, then I cut Play chess with the time, every loss, add it up I was bent, I was broke, I was half of a man Now I’m twice what they said I could ever withstand Every “you ain’t built for it” fed me again Now I feast on the doubt, that’s my daily demand (woo) [Pre-Chorus] Who gon’ tell me “wait” now? Who gon’ mute this rage down? Every bruise that they gave Turned steel in my frame Feel it shake, feel it shake now [Chorus] This a throne made of pressure, I don’t fold (I don’t fold) Turn the weight to a weapon, watch it blow (watch it blow) If you ridin’, better say that If you doubted, better stay back We the ones, we the ones, let ‘em know (We the ones, we the ones) let ‘em know (We the ones, we the ones) let ‘em know Gang talk, one voice, that’s the code
Tags
rap, Cinematic trap at 156 BPM, male vocals. Huge orchestral stabs and sub-heavy low end, sparse minor-key piano in the verses with rapid triplet flows that duck in and out of half-time grooves. Pre-chorus pulls back to distant choirs and filtered drums; chorus detonates with layered gang chants, octave-doubled hook, and wide stereo ad-libs. Big trailer-style impacts and risers glue transitions, vocal sits upfront and gritty., orchestral, rapid, male vocals
2:24
No
3/11/2026